08/10/2026
Every year we go back to the desert.
And somehow, every year, we come back a little different.
Maybe it’s because out there we give ourselves permission to be softer. Wilder. Stranger. More loving. More alive.
We dance with people we just met.
We hug for a little longer.
We fall in love.
We laugh until we cry.
We watch the sun come up with dusty faces and tired bodies and think… I want to remember this forever.
And then it gets fu***ng cold. 😄
That part is real too.
So we’ve got you covered.
Not because the coat is the important part — but because the moment is.
Because when something beautiful is happening at 5 in the morning, I don’t want you thinking about going home to get warm.
I want you to stay.
To dance.
To hold your person close.
To watch the sky change colors.
To be completely there.
Less than 20 days until we meet in the dust again.
I can’t wait to see who you become this year. 🤍
