Cowgirls and Indians of the eternally black forest are constantly at war -- warring with each other while also battling the crippling rays of sunshine that decide to shoot through branches and leaves, shriveling our skin (virgin from the sun-kiss-of-death). Back into darkened wigwams and stables we retreat, hiding from the inevitable dawn of day (but still at war; always at war).
Photos of Katelyn were taken by Amber, photos of Amber were taken by Katelyn. Styled in a collaboration between Katelyn and Amber. All clothing & accessories are vintage. Photos edited by Katelyn.
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