Monthly Archives: November 2015
Where “gin and juice” literally means gin and juice (which I never knew tasted so freaking good) and “in tha hood” means in San Diego. At my brother’s home. In the neighborhood in which he lives. It was a good … Continue reading
I kept telling myself when this project started (BACK IN JANUARY) that the pictures would get better. But I forgot what a procrastinator I am. Then, on top of waiting until the last possible moment, the boyfriend decided to move … Continue reading
Of all shapes and sizes. Also, I don’t know if I ever really thought about it, but I had no idea Brussels sprouts grew on a stalk. Weird. Also, I thought it was “brussel sprouts” until I googled them. Brussels … Continue reading
If you look at it just right, it’s almost like staring into the sun. (Not really, but kinda.)
Fuck this photo project. And fuck these shitty photos. And fuck this waiting-til-the-last-minute thing because NO WONDER THEY SUCK. And fuck Mother Nature for not knowing what to do with herself. Bathing suits AND umbrellas? W. T. F.