Boredom as Beauty
I’m not sure when I first conceptualized the color purple. It might have been raining, I could have had my eyes closed, it may have been accidental…
I’m not sure when I first conceptualized the color purple. It might have been raining, I could have had my eyes closed, it may have been accidental…
Everyone has their vice. Something we inherently know is so wrong, but just feels so right. It simultaneously clams our thoughts, while also making our heart beat rapidly. For you it could be a freshly lit cigarette, others like their vice on the rocks with vodka. For me personally, my vice is shopping…
Clothing defines us—if it didn’t we wouldn’t invest in it. With styles being recycled from decades prior, the idea of individuality becomes narrower with every cycle. Everything that once was is repackaged into the mundane, watering down one’s genuine style. ..
“Pain is temporary; swag is forever,” a motto I use to hype myself up whenever I’m sitting in that all too familiar reclined chair, needle dancing in and out of my skin. From a young age, I knew I’d either never get a tattoo or be covered, no in between. When I turned 18, the allure of swag won, and my mother’s pleadings lost.
However, queer people know queer fashion doesn’t begin with these trendy silhouettes. We know it finds its roots in plaid Bermuda shorts, your brother’s swim trunks, softball uniforms, and yes, vests—a lot of vests. When I flip through the pages of an old photo book, QUEER jumps off the page.
After a brief yet enlightening conversation with my mother, I learned that the impulse to rid my head entirely of that little white hair was completely natural. My mother had been in the habit of plucking her grays for years before she first took the plunge and started fully dying her roots. But she was well into her twenties by the time that happened.
Move over Barbie, there’s a new historical doll in town. She’s 18 inches tall, anywhere from eight to 14 years old, and has books written about her life in painstaking detail. Her name? Well, she actually has many.
In August 2021, I got one of my favorite birthday gifts to date: a dark green, crescent moon-shaped, Baggu bag. It was love at first wear. The shoulder strap, wide and reminiscent of a branded seatbelt, fit perfectly on one shoulder without sliding off. Watch out totes!
Friendship bracelets will always have heartfelt meaning; there’s something about handmade jewelry that feels extra special because someone took the time and effort to string the knots together or pick out a certain mix of beads. Handmade jewelry has existed for ages, tracing back to some of the earliest civilizations.