I’m Just a Teenage Dirtbag, Baby

Ok, so I’m sure that many of you are rolling your eyes and shaking your fists in light of my excessively long posting hiatus. I am ashamed to call myself a blogger and I prostate myself at your feet, begging for forgiveness, ok? Ok.

So, in recent news, I’ve finally gotten my life together: after spending much of the early spring in a deep depression as college after college wrote to tell me that I was just not good enough, I am thrilled to tell you that I have figured out where I’m going next year! (But it’s for me to know, and you to probably never find out) I’m also a few short weeks away from the culmination of my high school career – graduation – and all sorts of other shennanigans, like prom (Don’t worry, you’ll get to see some pictures [my dress is KILLER. too bad it's in Italy till May 10])

In the meantime, I’ll amuse you with some recent photos that I enjoy:

Yes, that is me. Wearing a lion head. I. Am. Boss.

I also spend my days (actually just my time at school) surfing the web for photography, and my newest discovery has literally blown my mind – I’m honored to even be alive on the same planet with him. Seattle-based Aaron Morris documents his city with a mixture of surrealism and grit that is captivating. I spent hours on his website the first day, and I’m sure I’ll spend hours more still. Further digging has revealed that Urban Outfitters carries my favorite photo of his, Record Hunting (see below), as a wall mural, which is unfortunately out of my price range, but insanely seductive nonetheless.

new-record-hunting

-A

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