It’s funny to think that this blog was 7 years old so many years ago. Part of me feels bad for neglecting it because it’s such an archive of my aesthetic in that time. Looking back on it I feel like I came home. The photos still make me feel the same as they did so many years ago. I guess it makes sense that I came home during this time, the end of 2020.
Right now I’m sitting here next to the love of my life and thinking about how a navy rug would look amazing in our room and how I get frustrated that there’s not a word for my fashion style.



















