- vintage 1960s silk floral dress: thrifted at Eons Fashion Antique (Pittsburgh)
- neon sunglasses: c/o Quay Eyewear
- Jeffery Campbell sandals: MiniMarket (Williamsburg)
- NARS semi matte lipstick in ‘Jungle Red’
I was born! Outfit photos were taken! TRIUMPH! Friends visited from far and wide: Manhattan, Queens, and Philadelphia… and we congregated in my back yard for A Very Nice Time Acting Totally Normal.
So now I’m more of an adult than ever (age 26) and I’m not having any revelations this morning other than being supremely grateful for the 3-day-old bagel I just toasted up and ate with reckless abandon. I’m stoked my friend is visiting from Montreal this weekend, I’m stoked to be going to the Apollo for the first time this week (Charles Bradley!), and I’m stoked it’s finally FINALLY bike weather. No complaints, just florals.
Fuck your fun fridge.
“The world seems to me increasingly incomprehensible, and there are times when I feel there isn’t anything that I know for certain. For me, making photographs (or painting, or whatever) is necessary to translate the unintelligible reality of being into a more coherent form. Or at least to illustrate my best guesses. There is vastly more nothing in the universe than something, and I try to create images that recognize the grace by which anything at all exists.”
this is better than a child