Palm Springs


Palm Springs

There was not a drop of water in sight, so we stuck to Moscow Mules and blasted the AC, while keeping our cool in summer style. We explored desert modern architecture, found shade under desert willow trees, visited a pioneer town and danced alongside three hundred foot windmills. 



The Ace Hotel
Moorten Botanical Garden
Pappy & Harriet’s Pioneer Town
Kauffman House
The Parker Palm Springs
King’s Highway

The Ace Hotel

Our desert oasis, where misfits and visionaries can escape to a friendly place.

The Ace is a part of who we are, with every visit, we come and go with a sense of heritage and togetherness. The Ace Hotel Palm Springs was a place where Hannah & I ended up during one of our first adventures together. The friendly environment provides you everything you need and nothing you don’t. Now with every visit to whatever location it may be, The Ace Hotel is a sacred place where we can reflect, share and create memories.


Peak was an afternoon laying in hammocks at The Parker, having our On the Run moment under the San Gorgonio Windmills, and soaking up the mellow vibes and Hollywood influence at The Ace Hotel Swim Club.

Pit was questioning the constant buzzing sound the desert makes and discovering what the cicada bug looks like.


Broods, Evergreen
The Weekend, Beauty Behind the Madness
Small Black, Limits of Desire

Listen to my full “White Desert” playlist on Apple Music.