After our Airstream adventures at Circus Circus, Kat, Gala and I hopped in our rental car and hit the open road. We drove and drove and drove, further into the barren desert towards Nelson, Nevada. Long, dusty roads opened to what can only be described as a ghost town bathed in golden light. We hadn’t seen anyone for miles but surprisingly, the town was hopping with action, packed with buses of onlookers and brides and grooms.
The desert sun was fading fast so we stumbled through the rocky landscape, striking poses in a wave of tulle and sequins. I’d set aside a special yet bizarre dress that reminded me of the scales of a goldfish. Slipping into its structured casing felt like otherworldly armor. Changing in the parking lot was our only option and the dress got stuck on my hairdo and wouldn’t budge. I stood there in an awkward state of undress until Kat stepped in to help. Neither of the girls could stop laughing at what appeared to be a headless sequined monster.
Originally settled as a mining town, the remnants feel more like an old western movie set. The town is like an obstacle course of awesomeness, dotted with decaying barns, burned-out cars and vintage signs at every turn. Gala, Kat and I would be perfectly content moving in for a short while and setting up a homestead…except I don’t think there’s a Wifi signal for miles!
Even with its dark history, the current incarnation of Nelson is pretty idyllic. We felt right at home.
It should be known that Gala is like Spiderman in heels. She’s never, ever content to stay on the ground. I’ve watched her scale huge ladders in New York and hang from slippery monkey bars in Paris. I have a feeling she was a stuntwoman in a past life.
Half Moon Pailette Dress, ASOS
Belt, Forever 21
Romeo & Juliet clutch, Kate Spade
Marbled silk heels, Dries van Noten
Once this shoot wrapped, we had one more trick up our sleeves. Tune back in on Monday to see our final look!