Welcome Back

I haven't posted on here in over a year. I'm not going to explain why (but probably will reveal more in upcoming posts), but instead start where I last left off--because that's how good friendships work!

Bet you didn't know it's summer by the way it's been raining every single day.

Last week was full-moon weird. It was one of those draining weeks where you feel like your working too much, several family members are sick and need surgery, your relationship is falling apart, the landlord is trying to kick you out of your apartment, and all you want to do is say fuck you to everyone and take a nap.

Seeing this lemon dress by Phillip Lim cheered me up a bit.

3.1 Phillip Lim dress available at Bird

It made me remember that uhh...I like clothes. This sounds silly, but is important because I've been going through this guilt about liking fashion which is connected to my serious money guilt. I realized recently that I spent all my savings because I was so determined to live in New York and now I have nothing, except a few dresses by Isabel Marant and Tsumori Chisato--I worked at a very nice boutique and got the clothes free.

The phone calls I've received in the past week are from my real friends who care about my life and what happens to me and are always supportive. All the rest are fakes who only care that I live in New York, which by the way, has attracted way more new scumbags than usual. But that may have to do with the fact that their are few REAL men left. They all seem to be momma's boys or serious scumbags who live like they're still 17. What happened to real, hardworking men?

Who knew lemons could make me realize so much?