So I basically have a billion striped shirts and a billion denim shirts. And since these photos were taken, I’ve purchased two more striped shirts, and another denim shirt.
I’m too much a creature of habit. Winter is also really boring to shop for :(
I’m not a huge food picture taker. I’d rather dig into my food immediately and savor that, than slave over getting a shot of my food. I’m by no means a foodie, but the food experience is a thousand times more rewarding to me than taking the picture. Sometimes I’ll very quickly snap a shitty photo with my phone, but that’s about it. I wish I could get into food photography…
It never crossed my mind how little color I wore until I was packing. Jesus, all I have are black shirts, skirts, dresses, pants, shorts — in all different cuts and styles, but so much is black.
I have a relatively small wardrobe, but I guess certain things are repetitive because they’re just my style so I tend to buy a lot of the same things over and over again.
I also suck at packing.
This spread was from a recent issue of New York Magazine. Every so often I look up at it, or I glimpse it out of my peripheral vision and I feel slightly better. I’ve had my room redone for a while and I stare at this enormously blank (but beautiful) wall every day and I’ve been patiently waiting to see what I want to do with it. These photos are a good start.
I’ve been kind of MIA around these parts, huh? Things are kind of getting a little busier. My emotions as an unemployed post-grad kiddo fluctuate a lot depending on the weather, the projects I’m working on, and every little thing, no matter how big or small, affect my mood and productivity. And my questionable moods as of late have definitely taken a toll on this blog, as I was in no mood to update it at all. My itch to update has come back.
