Since working from home, I've had no gauge of how my body has changed. Has it grown? Softened and stretched—sagged even—with sedentary idleness? Of course it has, the little voice in my head seethes. She's the product of society, of the patriarchy, the one who's always reminding me of how far from ... Read More
Adidas x Fiorucci
Finally broke out the Adidas x Fiorucci Falcons, a pair of shoes I was only able to grab during the collaboration's restock of its second drop. Turns out, clunky dad sneakers are the perfect antidote to any of my too-mini Reformation dresses—rendering them wearable, finally. . . . xx ... Read More
NYBG: Visions of Hawaii
The New York Botanical Garden (NYBG) was beautiful, even more so than I remember. When my boyfriend and I were last there it was two years ago, in October, for the Frida Kahlo exhibit; the grounds were packed—almost too crowded to thoroughly enjoy—and the lines to the Mertz Library prohibitive to ... Read More