this dress. if only it came in goldenrod. then i’d wear it all summer and fall for no apparent reason other than to be pretty everywhere i go-go.
pretty
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MARTIN OPPEL - Untitled (Strata Fiction D) (2008)
Plaster, Acrylic paint, Asphalt, Oil Paint, Mica Schist, Eps Foam, Oolite (Miami Limestone), Cement, Steel Rebar, Copper, Graphite / EPS foam, plaster, paint, Oolite (miami Limestone), copper cement, mica schist, asphalt, steel rebar graphite
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hot asian: straight A student. had my first kiss from a Guatemalan boyfriend, in a movie theatre. we were watching Jumper.
trendy bob: got my first B. wore heels every day to school. had an Asian boyfriend and gave my first of many hand jobs in semi-public places.
bad crop: struggled with weight a bit at this time.
confused lesbian: a tough time for all. went to ireland. stalked a dude from south brunswick.
stegosaurus horn: started taking drawing seriously. started getting somewhat serious with what is now my ex
cute pixie: felt good about most things: boyfriend, school, friends, body, etc. lost my virginity.
awkward growth stage: that euphoric spring of junior year. everything seemed to be coming together. full SAT score
halle berry: first time getting my hair done in a salon. got my braces off. was making a lot of artwork.
pompadour: first real rocky times with ex. hated school a lot. failed a lot of tests. wore a black peacoat every day.
pompadour loses perm: wasn’t quite sure what to do. gained some weight. started sleeping on the couch instead of my bed.
hitler youth: lost a lot of friends by this point. spending most my time either alone or with the ex. went to my first concert, got drunk for the first time
hitler x kesha: beautiful summer days, the end of high school, prom. boundless relief. and then a breakup and an abortion
pompahawk: depressed for the first few months of college but developed a new confidence in style and sex
crispy combover: got my eyebrow pierced. literally didn’t give a fuck. slept with a lot of guys i probably shouldn’t have
turban: continued giving no fucks. finally gave up being fake-straight-edge and really loved gin a lot
redhead: had met victor and more or less gotten over ex at this point. was eating a lot of kit kats and soda.
freakhawk: zbt 70’s night. first time puking in public from being trashed. more victor.
sashimi: crisis transitory phase. was a bit chunky at this time, frustrated about victor.
problems: self explanatory
rattail is born: had never been more excited in my life. discovered methoxetamine and wrote two term papers after doing a fat line
glamhawk: winter break spent in jersey/new york. stumbling through new york on mxe. friends concerned
flower bitch: discovered 6 apb, wrecked a home, overdosed, came back to life, smoked a lot of weed, missed a lot of classes, met my pen pal, met peeboy, dealt with all that shit. took up smoking. started dating on okcupid, and the blog.
return of the turban: volunteering in thailand. dropped 15 pounds, had never felt physically better. met a french boy who was fucking awesome. finally started liking beer. smoked more and more cigarettes.
chainsmoking monk: crisis, and cocaine. living in hostels and with couchsurfers/okcupiders.
amber rose: a positive start to fall semester. felt tan, thin, attractive. much more settled socially. pretty heavily invested in okcupid. obsessed with bomber jackets.
trendy undercut: beasted all my classes. was wearing a lot of flannel and t-shirts, generally dressing like a dude. had by now developed an aversion to intimacy with everyone and was trying to forge solid platonic relationships
90s boy band butch: my winter break sojourn. re-enter peeboy into my life. got skinny again.
classy blonde: realized i’d spent the last semester dressing like a lesbian, thus now intent on looking cute and hot. new semester new wardrobe
atomic pink: peeboy crisis. time for cathartic change. love attention.
Bby 😘
