
I used to be drawn almost solely to figurative art, all the Circes and Elaines and Psyches and Venuses over which I’d layer an idealized Instagrammy mist a decade before I’d ever own a smartphone. I fully embrace that it was from my weird warped vanity, my obsession with my appearance, oh alas if only I’d existed two hundred years ago when bodies and faces and yards of hair like mine were appreciated, then I’d be happy. No, I wouldn’t, I’d be dead from cholera or dysentery or plain ol’ sepsis by age nine, but realism has no place in a sixteen year old’s fantasies (or miseries, much of the time!). I’m a lot happier with my body and face and ~foot of hair now, and when you’re happy with things you don’t think about them so much, so I’m lingering much longer over abstract art than I ever did before. I spent a lot of time in front of this painting when I saw it in a museum in January. I bought a postcard of it in the gift shop, and now it’s the bookmark I use for whichever book I’m reading that I want to prioritize the most. It is very nice, it is very soothing to look at a wall and not have to pay attention to a narrative in your head, to not exhaust yourself looking for all the hidden details and the tiny dog that symbolizes the artist’s tiny dog (or Christ, I can never remember). It’s good to get lost in color and shapes the way I imagine I did before I had the language for stories.
I did get compared to a painting once: Bathsheba at her bath, as imagined by Rembrandt. Bathsheba, naked and hunched and watched without her knowledge. When I looked up the painting I found a lot of theories about how the model must have had some horrible health problem, a Golden Age medical nightmare, because of how misshapen her body was. So. Careful what you wish for.
v. angry that i’m not drinking wine in a park right now
so far this year i’ve applied to graduate school, filed my taxes, deposited the majority of my refund straight into my savings account, set aside the rest for a responsible purchase of a backup hard drive, and bought a bathing suit based on the fact that it will look like rly good with about four different lipsticks i have, so i’m pretty much killing it at this adulthood thing
2015 is the year of i would buy this sweater in a second if the accent was the proper grave instead of an aigu
I sprayed perfume in my eye this morning so I’m totally justified in wearing purple lipstick to my job that pays me to be presentable
Anonymous asked: Those earrings. <3.
yeah, Forever 21 used to bring some decent jewelry game. ty !
[late] new year’s resolutions:
- wear more lipstick
- take more selfies
- kill your fear of the relics of your past lives

The maid of honor and one of my dearest loves, @hauntopop.
why do we still live here in this repulsive town?
all [my] friends are in New York