It's the new black.
For me, the smell of summer is the smell of time, wafting, lollygagging: time to roam thrift stores, read about productivity and St. Augustine, and time to cook. Cooking is … Continue reading →
A brief note: I wrote this during the great thesis debacle of 2011, which, ironically enough, focused on visual consumption and cultural identity. The only way I could string together … Continue reading →
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