Business on top.

Checked in. Barely dressed. You know where to find the rest.

Nearly lunch hour

There. Break. Back. Repeat.

This is what a quiet morning looks like when no one is rushing out the door. New photographs, and a brand new home for them, at veronicawilder.com

Nashville humidity is doing what no highlighter can. Coffee on the deck, trees everywhere, sweating slightly and not mad about it.

First morning in Nashville. I have a list of honky-tonks, zero sense of direction, and every intention of two-stepping badly in public. Tell me where to eat and where to dig for vintage.

Missing the magic that Esalen so easily provides. The fog rolling over the cliffs, poppies going wild by the cabins, the hot springs at the edge of everything. If anyone wants to go soak and breathe for a few days, I’m your girl.

First time in Nashville, June 4 to 9. The real reason I’m going is to see my lovely friend Colette Deevon. Everything else is a bonus.

So excited, so nervous, filmed the new heels routine today. The song? Toot toot, hey, beep beep. Guess it in the comments. 🙈

Afternoon tea at the Peninsula. White coconut crème tea, a glass of champagne, caviar, the full service. A harpist somewhere behind me. Too pretty to eat. I ate it anyway.

Me, hour three of choosing finals: yes. no. wait. that one. no. the first one. why are they all good. this is a real problem and I refuse to be normal about it. Thank you @HelloMissPhoto for making this impossible in the best way. Cannot wait to show you the final product.

Long walk with the dogs, a bench in the sun, then breakfast. After this, yoga and clown class. A balanced life.

San Gabriel Mountains going pink past center field, Ohtani ninety feet away, fried rice out of a batting helmet. There is no better stadium in baseball and I will not be taking questions.

Forever in Blue Jeans 👖

This is not a mood board, this is just a Thursday

The light came in like it had somewhere to be. I didn’t.

“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart.” - Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Origin Story 🌊✨

Some men collect art. Some men just stare at it. 🖼️ 💋

I’m very easy to find and very hard to forget 🧡🐱

All that jazz 🎶🎼

Buckle up, baby 😈 There’s dangerous curves ahead

Six strings, No Strings Attached 🎸

The pool didn’t cool anything down 🌊🔥

Heatwave got me at the beach pretending I’m not completely feral right now 🌊☀️

The finals weren’t the main event this weekend 🎾 I was 😇 Who are your favorite players?

Balls in my court this weekend 🎾 See you at Indian Wells baby​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Robe hangs in 🇬🇧

I’m the snack you weren’t expecting 🍓