I have a thing for a man named Martin. I met him almost two years ago on my birthday weekend in a little store in Silverlake, Los Angeles. His storefront was recommended to me by a friend who I was desperately trying to emulate in a time of great uncertainty in my life. At this point, I was turning 24.
Or at least it's American Embassy
Considering that my life is doing a full on buffer (moving has to be featured as a circle of hell in a modern update of Dante's Inferno) I've decided to snapshot some cool things and thoughts in the weeks where things are fun but life is mixed. Round up! Pinterest and the Ikea Website I [...]
A few weeks ago, my world broke open. I had just come back from a spring break swim when the truth settled into my bones. Much like falling in love, inspiration, or gas it washed over me and made my body distinctively feel almost solemnly possessed. I walked calmly into my room, a beautiful bungalow [...]