death by boxes
packing up my clothes has made me realize the oddities in my wardrobe. for example: what sensible girl has this many knee-high socks lying around? and why am i so anal-retentive about sorting them?
so I realize this blog has deviated from its original purpose as of late. my recent travels distracted me, apologies. I’m now back in the district and preparing to move to another city in three days (read: procrastinating like it’s my job), thus your regularly scheduled programming will resume. today I had to pay a final visit to my psychiatrist. my appointments with her typically...
new york you’re perfect / don’t please don’t change a thing
in the neighborhood bars i once dreamt i would drink / new york i love you, but you’re freaking me out
sunset on the royal river
hard day's night
my grandmother circa 1985
waterfront flea market
the wisdom of ms. monroe
and it’s been a while since we went wild and had some fun / but we’re sleep walking through this, child / and it’s really a crime, really a crime, really a crime…
all the girls falling into ruin / dropping out of school / breaking daddy’s heart / just to hang around
cass is all class
night and day
[6:30 PM] [3:30 AM] cardi: target romper: urban outfitters striped sweater: h&m knit sweater: free people purse: h&m shoes: jessica simpson
going a little nutso with hipstamatic. i’ve known athena since 8th grade. she and nate are engaged and live in portland.
my father’s step-mother and father with winston; belguim, 1981.
and listen, about those bitter songs you sing / they’re not helping anything / they won’t make you strong
sometimes we rock and roll / i’d rather stay at home in real life sunrise at portland yacht club.
august birthday in dc
cardi: h&M dress: free people shoes & bag: payless iphone: newly-equipped best wishes <3