While turning twenty felt like the end of an epoch, twenty-one feels rather quiet and inconsequential. Besides the practical aspect of having finally turned an age that my peers have all been for months, I’m looking back on the last year and, uncharacteristically, don’t have much to say. Sure, things happened. But they all sort…
Interstate 880 runs right along the eastern shore of the San Francisco Bay. Its posted speed limit is 65 mph, but drivers are indifferent, rarely meeting radar guns or speeding tickets. My grandfather was the same— I, ten years old and vaguely interested in staying alive, would shout from the backseat for him to slow down, alarmed as the speedometer continued pulling clockwise.
You asked me once why only lovers kiss—
And turned to me with something in your eye;
I pulled away, but now I reminisce
And wonder if I’d like it if you’d tried.
Since getting a large Z palette over the summer, I’ve depotted and started to fill it with some single eyeshadows I use and love. Here’s all of the shadows my Z palette currently houses. I didn’t think very systematically while I was taking pictures for this post, so my swatch pictures are in a completely…
The first time, it’s easy. You’re excited, having thoroughly googled about boarding school and high school and making friends and study tips. Your parents drive you down, help you move in amidst the chaos of all the other families and their daughters. The first night, you lie on your back in your new bed with…
Back in early December, I suddenly got the idea to dress my twin sisters for the site and proposed it to them, which they enthusiastically accepted. After some failed trials of both styling and shooting, we’ve ended up with three outfits per sister to show here. I chatted with Audrey and Bernice to hear their…
As 2017 closes out, I’ve been grasping at memories from this whirlwind of a year. So much has happened in so many places with so many people that it’s been challenging to properly recall, but what’s for sure is that this year has been full of new discoveries. Below are some of my favorites, from…
For years, he’s lived on campus though he’s not
Affiliated there in any way– it leads out
To the corner of the junction to the lot
Where bikers park and lovers whisper to the river
That they’ll stay.
