how I’m mad dapper / inappropriately dressed, for every occasion.

FOX MASK IN-PROGRESS

things I do instead of other things.

waiting for the glue to dry. which might take a while. considering it’s all glitter glue. (because glitter glue is the only glue I own.)

GLITTER CORE

I would go out tonight … but I haven’t got a stitch to wear.

omg, you guys!?

omg, internet.

sparkly hipster jesus. omfg.

[San Juan Nuevo, Michoacan, Mexico]

glitter, hair, jumpers, sequins, foxes, other animals, cuddles, you guys.

sparkly hipster things.

words

words have been slow, and absent

sticky, perhaps

or not even

ideas are sticky: a pastiche of desire that I am unable to assemble.

… so I’ve been crying less. but I’m adjusting to new meds like that arc in a hungover morning (which is actually the afternoon), when you crave some kind of sustenance which couldn’t possibly be food (because: your stomach) and is probably ‘life’, and so you eat hash browns.

—spacey—

not in an overwhelming way. just … I don’t get most things done. and, like, I hardly care.

I’ve feathers and sequins and a few good friends and, when my nails are dry, I can crawl back into bed and listen to Lou Reed until sometime later tonight. when Will and I are going into public to dudewatch and be awesome.