french quarter fest digs. i channeled ldn hard. i love wearing my dad’s standard issue shit.
shirt (“massachusetts beach club”) and shorts are thrifted.
shoes, UO.
sunglasses, AA.
fanny pack from a friend.
This is in memory of my friend who is no longer with us.
i am way too good at clothes
Pandas are really stupid. They’re only fertile like, one day of the year and they’re just like…I can’t be arsed.
i think i’m supposed to be packing but i work well under pressure
every body is a bikini body
no bra no problem
I’m out of clean pants. I’ve just been wearing tights.
the butterfield diet. this is nothing new, but i need to make sure no one has missed out on it.