I know I said it was old lady hands that made me wince at my own mortality. But at least my hands still do what I want them to do. It’s my old lady hair that I need to speak to. Very, very strictly. When I was young I had blonde hair that hung down [...]
Am I serious? Privilege? Yes. At least when I'm not joking. While privilege can teach you what shoes to wear with navy blue, and how to do beige linen at all, nothing beats the privilege of being alive. So let's talk style, in the context of culture, and look at beautiful things. For more, please go here. Or you can reach me at my email: email@example.com. That's the name I wanted to be called when I was 16. Ah. 16....