About

I was born in Hawaii with three inches of wispy white hair that everyone said would fall out, but never did. I grew up off the grid in a shack in the woods, which we lovingly named The Ranch. Here my five siblings and I lived happily…plucking mangoes from trees, chasing chickens, walking barefoot on red dirt, running naked on the beach and crushing macadamia nuts with rocks to expose the sweet sweet meat inside…

We heated water with a wood-burning boiler from an old ship (ah—the sound of crackling wood) and listened to the pitter-patter of raindrops on our tin roof. The bathroom was lined with vines and had no ceiling, so you could take a bath and stare at the stars or the clouds passing by. There were always animals around (big ones tall ones skinny ones small ones), and I was never lonely. We did not have much, but we had each other, and that was enough.

My dad was a crazy artist and musician that looked like Thor and my mom was always barefoot with a plumeria in her ear. They encouraged me to create art, think independently and to connect with nature. I like to joke that we were a family of cult blondes living in the woods. I am grateful for this upbringing and am excited to do the same for my babies someday. 

So now, here I am, sharing with you some of my favorite memories, art, vintage and travels. I hope that they make your heart as happy as they do mine!

Xoxo lili

P.s. all I want is a pig named Tofu!

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