I’ve always been fascinated by fire escapes. Every time I pass one, I have an overwhelming urge to climb until I run out of rungs and stand tall over the city, seeing what the birds see. Last time I went to New York, my hotel had a large window that opened onto a fire escape and I finally fulfilled my city-top dreams.
It’s so incredibly freeing to stand on thin metal, knowing that one wrong slip can send you careening down twenty stories into a New York alley. Luckily the fire escape remained firmly attached to the wall, and my limbs remained firmly attached to my body. I felt so empowered up there, I still dream about it sometimes.
tshirt: Swedish House Mafia concert tee
pants: riding jods from Kerrit
boots: Dr. Martens
my favourite leather jacket: Michael Kors