Skin, Salt, and Forever

This story celebrates intimacy and nature in tandem - skin against ocean air, laughter tangled with wind, fabric brushing against wild earth. It is a hymn to love that refuses boundaries, and to summer’s fleeting, burning softness: proof that visual tales like this can be most powerful when they allow room for what’s real.

PHOTOGRAPHY WARD & KWESKIN @wardkweskin @supervision_agency
HAIR AMBER DUARTE @amber_duarte
MAKEUP ZENIA JAEGER @makeupbyzeniajaeger @streetersagency using @submission.beauty
CASTING MOLLIE MAGUIRE @molliemaguire @submissioncastingmanagement
MODELS LILY HOFFMAN @lil.yhoffman @freedommodels MIA ARLOVE @arlovemia @freedommodels
SPECIAL THANKS KAREN LEVITT @karenlevittstylist

Late summer on Catalina Island carries a kind of golden hush, where the air is sticky with salt,  sun and possibility - and everything feels suspended in a last, lingering breath of summer. Here, two women move as one, forming a quiet revolt against expectation. Their love is not staged fashion; it's embodied truth, alive in hair tangled by sea breeze, in fingers tracing hidden geography. In this sunlit sanctuary, skin and silence speak louder than any statement. Clothes, like petals, frame but never overshadow what matters: the love that pulses beneath, wild and uncontained. This is fashion without artifice, rooted in nature, radical in its tenderness.

“Nature
is out of control
you tell me &
that’s what’s so
good about
It.”

from “Peanutbutter” by Eileen Myles (1991)

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“But now I do 
retrieve an afternoon of apricots 
and water interspersed with cigarettes
and sand and rocks
we walked across:
How easily you held 
my hand
beside the low tide 
of the world” 

from “Poem for Haruko” by June Jordan, 1994

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“Devil blue water I want to dip my / blister body into, my ragged skin into your perfect wet”

from “Water West (Diablo section)” by Tamiko Beyer, 2013

@WARDKWESKIN