Where do you go when tasked with a weed falcon photoshoot? The Olympic Peninsula.
Bethany of Falcanna reached out regarding lifestyle images. She’d seen my work and wanted to create something similar for her grow. Before I could brainstorm concepts, I needed little backstory.
There’s the Cannabus and the Weed Bus, but last weekend Danielle and I found ourselves on the 420 Express. Next stop? Stoned in Skagit Valley!
Due to an influx of photographers at the flower field, Danielle and I took a chance on this old bus. We casually walked down an old dirt road and boarded the soon-to-be weed bus. Eventually we realized no one cares, made a couple trips back to the car for styling and gear, then sparked up. All aboard the 420 Express.
The sun is shining. Daffodils are in bloom. Spring has sprung. It can only mean one thing — the Skagit Valley Tulip Fest is in full swing.
The Skagit Valley Tulip Fest is one of my favorite things about spring in the Pacific Northwest. Crowds flock to see rows of flowers in vibrant pinks, purples, yellows and reds. It’s an Instagram staple. Hashtag Skagit Valley Tulip Fest!
Brittanie and I sampled the CBD cocktails at Gracias Madre in West Hollywood to celebrate my 30th birthday. Why not order a drink for every decade of friendship?
We unintentionally started with the Stoney Negroni. I thought I ordered us “the weed leaf” drinks. Alas, the combination of gin, vermouth and Amaro provided a perfect combination of bitter meets sweet. An orange peel with the imprint “puff, puff, pass” added a subtle citrus kick.
As I wrap up my 20’s and blaze into my 30’s, I can’t help but feel high on life. A road trip to Salvation Mountain with a few of my favorites only amplified these emotions.
Brittanie, Chelsea, Colin and I loaded the Mazda and mobbed three hours east. 90 degrees out and nowhere to change? No problem. Hair extensions, a trunk of clothes and more shoes than an average closet served as our styling area.
I’ve carried the same $40 vintage backpack purchased on Skid Row for the last six years. The leather is cracking. It’s a pain to access. There’s holes in the lining which eat my keys, chapstick and weed. The kicker came at a CannaCon mixer when an industry colleague asked for my business card. I looked at my well-worn bag and decided I’m almost 30, it’s time for an upgrade. So an upgrade I got, with a brand new YSL bag.
From Los Angeles to Brooklyn to Seattle and down to Portland, it was so fun to see my friends Sarah and Melissa in the PNW last weekend. While our time was quick it included a lot of catching up, nails, polaroids and pot around Portland.
For today’s Trichome Tuesday I want to feature a chunky, frosty, fat purple nug by Private Reserve. Behold, the beautiful Chunk Dawg!
While I’m usually a sativa sista, I couldn’t resist this indica hybrid of Mendo Purps and San Fernando Valley OG Kush. These dense buds have a sweet grape aroma and deep purple color (we see you Mendo Purps!). I also tasted notes of lemon and pine, likely from the SFV OG.
We all love girls who smoke weed, but what about guys who smoke weed? They don’t get as much love on the ‘Gram. Well I’m about to change that!
Today we’re puffing around Portland with Chuck. Standing tall at 6’6″ this red headed rocker is my friend Glynis’ baby. Literally. Chuck is her son. So we smoked tough and talked amongst the flowers on how music helps his music.
Sundays are meant for sleeping in, mellowing the mind and shaking off stress. Luckily cannabis has numerous calming and healing benefits. So I want to share a few of my Stoney Sunday essentials. These help ease my mind back into the work week, so my Monday blues become Monday motivation.
Accumulating wealth for yourself and your family isn’t greed.
Stealing wealth from some and redistributing it to others via government isn’t benevolence.
Trust no one telling you otherwise.
It's the failed criminal justice reform and tolerance for homeless fentanyl addicts pushed by far left politicians. Criminals are no longer held accountable for crimes and in cases like this, the perpetrator profits off it.
I recently learned a fellow woman in weed, whom I've never interacted with, has blocked my Cannabess Instagram account, my personal account, my agency account AND EVEN MY CAT.
A thread on what is really the biggest threat to women in weed.
