20 parts poemas de amor, 2 parts cotton sweaters from the gap. pour over tiny asian girl and shake.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
shame and fortune
"...my mother once traumatized me at age 5 by chopping off ALL MY HAIR from the ears down. My id has never been the same again. (She also once did this secretly to my sister by sneaking up to her from behind, gently stroking her locks, and then SNIP!)" —the chicktionary
I unofficially take photographs and charm people for a living. Officially, I received a B.F.A. from Cornell University, and am now on the West Coast making websites, planting gardens, and damning the man. Be my friend at carol[dot]why[dot]zou[at]gmail[dot]com.
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