last laugh

I am dreadfully sick of summer. Dragging myself out of bed for class and seeing leaves in full bloom feels downright anachronistic. Mr. Frost, I thought we had a deal here.

I haven’t been wearing much worth posting. Everything is a variation on something I’ve posted before. The second it dips below 65, I’ll be overwhelming y’all with new stuff. Mark my words. This is my very last innovative summer outfit. After this, I’ll be on strike until autumn hits.

(Also, I moved! Behold the first round of pics ever taken in my new place.)

I’ve been perfecting my more streamlined mien. This is a slightly more bohemian version thereof.

New desk in new room!



Lately I’ve been lusting after high-waisted retro bikinis. I was determined to find one fairly cheap before going to the beach over Labor Day weekend. And succeed I did, at Bella Boutique downtown. $30, end-of-season sale. Excellent.

I’m rather happy with how this complements my body type.

Blouse: Handed down from Mom Leggings: Urban Outfitters Head Scarf: Old Gold Skull Ring: 18th birthday Necklace: Battery Street Jeans Bikini: Bella Boutique


I tried retouching with a slightly different tint today. How does it compare? Do you prefer the old one?


You get a song! How I love old-fashioned murder ballads.


Yesterday I had my first paid photo shoot. I pranced around in the woods for two hours, stalking the best possible light. I walked away with $[REDACTED] in cash, and I am a bloody PAID MODEL and I still can’t believe that two months ago I didn’t even know I would love this so much.

Because I (and by extension y’all) won’t be seeing the official photos for another two weeks, here’s a peek at what I wore.

I’ve become more sensitive to photo quality lately, and though I’m sadly aware of how grainy my selfies are, I love this shot. I feel like I’ve just stepped through the looking glass. (This particular mirror always slims me, too, which is a nice plus.)

This is just the best summer dress. Sheer but still work-appropriate (…sort of. Don’t look too closely.). I have slept in it more than once and been perfectly comfortable.

Exactly three items of clothing. Dress, belt, necklace. No rings or bracelets. Not even leggings. So much less going on than I’m usually comfortable with, but yesterday almost broke 100 degrees, so I made an exception.


I slept on someone’s floor the night before these were taken, and somehow my hair looks exactly like I wish it always would. How we suffer for beauty.