Mirage

Jacket: Courtesy of Romwe T-Shirt: Piko Jeans: Courtesy of DL1961  Necklace: Courtesy of Romwe Shoes: Report Turban: Vintage

I think I've discovered the butthole of North America, and it's located smack dab on the state line straddling Utah and Nevada in a quaint little town called Wendover. Seriously, the weirdest place I have ever been and one of the weirdest places I can imagine seeing. Not only are there four trashy casinos, but it doesn't appear that anyone actually lives there. If I didn't know any better, I would think everyone that work in the casinos are ghosts that just appear everyday to indulge the needs of compulsive gamblers and alcoholics - believe me that there are both, and even worse, ghoulish sunken combinations of two.

After driving two hours to get out there, we could only stand to be there for about 45 minutes before heading back home. All in all it wasn't a complete waste.  The one and only saving grace of our mini getaway was the chance to experience the Bonneville Salt Flats. After living in Utah for over 10 years, I have heard too much about them and I'd never gotten a chance to experience them first hand.  Let me tell you, that it is stunning!

From its base at the jagged mountains to the humbling vastness, being there close to sun down will be a memory that will stick with me for some time.  It was a fun day that was off the beaten track for me, and one that incited a dormant sense of adventure in me. 

Oh an outfit note, I received these jeans in the mail last week and have rarely taken them off since. They are the most comfortable jeans I have ever worn- hands down. What better to wear for a day of adventure?

Oh, and I know that the man behind the camera rarely makes an appearance on this blog, but here is a quick little shot of him. Isn't he adorable?