after a long pause during which I find a job and an apartment

You know what these shoes say to me?

F*ck you!

And this is a pretty dress...

...but WHY does everything have to be made out of jersey cotton nowadays? Is this American Apparel's fault?

Something in me echoes the call of the prep.


That part of me nestles in a basket of sunshine.


I went through a phase in high school when henleys were all I wore.


Cute! Also, Brandeis shout-out.


I would like these if they had a rounded toe. I am so sick of long, pointy toes.


I need these for work. Really, I NEED them. I don't WANT them. I NEED them. Or shoes like them. Flat, black, hot.


This is adorable, but why does it make me think of dirty sex in the afternoon while listening to Sublime? Does this tank top practice santeria?


Could be lovely.


Is terrific. Big smile. Little wink.


I would wear these, but how much?


On the right person, amazing. Gilded thread? Baby.


Makes me think of friendship.


I went through this phase when I wore a LOT of very conservative clothing. It was fun there.


And now for something completely different.


We're all on a ski trip together, but I am no much of a skiier, so you and I stay back in the lodge together drinking hot cocoa with marshmallows and talking about life. It's so nice and warm that I get in my jammies. Oh, these? I've had them forever. Yeah, more cocoa? What do you mean, you'll give me some real sugar? What a--- mmmm.