It was dry in the desert. That’s the way it’s supposed to be, of course. But for me as a recent transplant to the Coachella Valley, the land here seemed particularly parched. The ground was rattlesnake colored but soft, like ash. I was about a mile, maybe two, into the slot canyon, on a hike with a group in an
My most recent encounter with the Dawn was in Palm Springs, in a special-edition white-on-white prepared by the House of Rolls-Royce Bespoke Design Studio.
Sometimes simple summer hats, be it a boater, panama, visor, beret, cap, cloche, or fedora, is all that’s between you and the sun in Greater Palm Spring.
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