written and photographic records of my existence
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.
bearded lady c. may 2012
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
stressed out but also the cutest
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.