Broken Friendships

I caught myself thinking about you the other day I catch myself wanting to tell you things I find myself telling stories about you I think I miss you But I’m too embarrassed. What do I say? How do I apologise for growing away and apart?

No

  No, you cannot touch my hair You cannot take unsolicited photos of me Yes, I appreciate you singing to me in public, but no, I will not give you my number No, you cannot ask me if my ass is real You cannot touch my hand You cannot hug me No, you cannot dance…

Vibrant Faux Fur. A look. A Forever Mood

The only thing that has kept me from crying out at having to go through winter twice this year, has been my unexpected style evolution. While I have still retained my avid love of bright colour and headwraps, less prints have been showing up in my recent faves. At first I was so hesitant, as…