Raw chicken is scary. But I like the cooked kind. Much as I love a perfect cashmere sweater, we can’t live on style alone. Turns out we have to eat. And there comes a time for almost all of us when we will be eating alone for a few days. Maybe you’re single and living [...]
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: firstname.lastname@example.org. That's the name I wanted to be called when I was 16. Ah. 16....