I have a question.
If it’s December, and it is, as the lone leaf and wintry sky below should prove,
why is my rose bush doing this?
I find myself both mystified and hopeful.
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....