tuesday, january 21, 2025
sunrise 7:09am, sunset 4:49pm

My blog may be pretty quiet as of late, but surely I couldn’t let spooky season go by without a themed photoshoot 🕯🍂
I was originally thinking of doing a more specifically themed Halloween shoot (think: turning space buns into two little ghosts on the top of my head), but then I had this crazy amazing idea to craft a crown out of dried leaves (and other organic matter) that I collected outside.
Y’all, it’s give Pinterest witch.


Girl culture™ is posting cute pictures that you took a week ago while you’re currently looking like something that crawled out of the trash ✌🏼 I’ve started to sleep better again at night, but if this persistent cough doesn’t go away soon, I’m going to cry.
I’ve been so brave about it, but I’m just a girl.
All in all, last year’s Valentine’s Day was much more spectacular than this one, with me and Mom collaborating on a pink strawberry + vanilla cake, and with us having the time and money to put together some cute little Valentine’s goodie baskets (remember them?? They were cute).


I’ve been trying to write a post for days, but the backspace is the key getting the most use right now.
I have a million thoughts rattling around in my head, but once I see them in writing they just seem silly, and repetitive, and even my low-serotonin brain knows that it’s all kinda ridiculous and possibly over-dramatic.


Recently I got incredibly bored with myself. You know when Bruce Springsteen said:
I check my look in the mirror / wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
That’s been the mood. So I started scrolling Pinterest and pinning all the braids and simple updos, and why did it take me so long to start learning this stuff?
Crisis averted. I did not have to cut my hair, or mistakenly bring back the bangs, I simply needed to learn to show off what I have.
She’s cute, she’s classy, and she stays put all day long 🤍


Would it be considered a major character flaw that I often end up feeling like shit when I hang out with people my age, but hanging out with my 14-year-old cousin was the highlight of last week??
I remember when she was born, and I remember rocking her to sleep on hot summer days, and running through the sprinkler with her in big t-shirts. She was the tiny baby cousin that we all took care of.
But now all the sudden she’s a smart, funny, kind, real person, and instead of me having to entertain her, she’s at the age where we can just be friends. And we get to talk about life, and books and shows, and binge movies in Taylor’s apartment, and share memes, and bond over how much we cry because growing up can be lonely as fuck.


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The only reasons that this photo series exists are:
1. I wanted more practice editing photos
2. I was feeling way too good about myself the other day and simply had to document it


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Although those are the only two reasons, I think they’re pretty good reasons.
A lot of times when it comes to photo editing I feel a bit of imposter syndrome try to edge in; after all, I’m definitely no professional. But I’m trying to work through that and just continue to figure out what I’m doing as I go. And since my stomach issues (which I touched on briefly in this post) have been getting me down a bit lately, every day that I feel amazing is a day to celebrate. It’s slow and steady progress over here.
My mental health has been kept aloft by a short list of songs that I’ve been listening to on repeat, and it’s pretty successfully brainwashed me into thinking that I am the absolute shit.
Curious? You shouldn’t be.
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I don’t know how y’all are doing, but so far June has had me unexpectedly emotionally and physically overwhelmed. AHHH. There have been a few tears, but that’s just how I process things.
So what better time to share some photos from a few weeks ago when I was feeling 100x better and honestly very much like that bitch™
I took these photos last month, before the poor wildfire air quality made everything hazy, gloomy, and all-around depressing.


Now, if I had Photoshop (and also knew had to use it) I’d be unstoppable. But right now I’m just going through long and unprofessional processes to simply make a vision come to life.
Think: multiple layers of photos and tediously erased lines.
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