The Bee’s Knees is a weekly feature wherein I ramble about all the lovely little things that are inspiring me this week.
I just love train travel. There is something that is so wonderfully romantic and idyllically charming about train travel. I love the shape of trains, new and old. I love the long, seemingly unending leading lines of a train track. I love the sound of a train from the whistle to the metallic rolling sound of the wheels on the tracks, to the clattering sounds the cars make.
Trains feel like the perfect heirloom of an idealized era in this country before cars and planes seemed so necessary. To me trains are all about the 30s and 40s, bustling train stations filled with men and women in beautifully tailored suits, wearing hats, and carrying briefcases and clutch purses. Everyone looking like Cary Grant or Katherine Hepburn.
Right now I’m working in downtown Los Angeles a couple days a week. I ride the train into Union Station and every time I get on that train and get to walk through Union Station I feel so grateful for the opportunity to feel like I’m stepping into a romantic past in some small way and it makes my heart beat just a little faster.
This image was taken while on a shoot in Fillmore. Unfortunately it wasn’t a train related shoot. But I’m dying to do one! Contact me if you’re interested!
