RIP tank top

It's not everyday a girl can celebrate not being able to fit into a shirt. This particular shirt was the first memory of an old boy friend. The night we had first met, at an outdoor Earthday concert. I was a freshmen and didn't know anyone, so I picked out a nice looking group of people to sit down with. There he was, complementing that brown tank top with owls on it that I never wore. It took me by surprise, this long haired hippie boy noticing my shirt.  The concert was great and we danced in the fountain on campus. 

 I will probably never forget the night we met, but knowing that I have grown out of that shirt and moved on is a great comfort to my psyche. The shirt is now resting in a thrift store somewhere waiting for another girl to buy it and meet another boy.  

more red

It has been quite sometime since I last posted. I will do more this year I promise.

My fashion career has a few more notches in it since last year. A friend of mine, an AMAZING designer by the name of Jara Swong, gave me the opportunity to be in three fashion shows this past year! It was great experience if not a great experience. Here are a few pictures of her work with me in it.