It’s August. You’re on the brink of thirteen, and it’s really far too late to do anything significant before you enter the infamous teen years, but you’re going to try anyway, just like you have in nearly everything else thus far.
Garb: Dark Floral for Wine Country
I’ll be honest—my style is nothing special. It can even be pretty basic most days. (My friends have recently taken to saying that I look like a sorority girl…) With that in mind, this series is intended as a photojournal of clothes I’ve worn, clothes I’ve loved, clothes I will regret in a year or…
Karolina
In memory of Soverskan på Oknö
He watched as his sister’s dimpled knuckles
Were filled with slender threads of bone
My Monday Face: Makeup Basics
In this first installment of My Monday Face, I figured I might as well cover the basics. I like to think that I’m experimental with my makeup, but for the most part, I slog through my morning and slap the same old things on my face. Something brownish on the eyes, pinkish on the cheeks and lips.
Morning Dew
If by chance I found myself alone,
I would convince myself that I was free;
Why Cocoon?
Aren’t there better, less tired analogies to be made?