The air is tinted with every conceivable scent; woodsmoke, coconut, waste, construction, sweat, ripe fruit, curry, masalas or spices. It’s HOT. And so humid the sweat literally drips down your spine.…
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Assumption of your Phantom(sy) from Girl Trip on Vimeo.…
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Astro,not from Girl Trip on Vimeo.…
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headed out from Girl Trip on Vimeo.…
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Where to begin? I’m not even sure how to tell you about India. I can’t possibly tell you everything, it’s the kind of thing that you just have to…
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My mommy got four beautiful baby chickens so we could have fresh eggs and live sustainably. The chickens are all girls, and they live in a special coop made of beechwood.…
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In the midst of the Oscars and sunlight, I make dresses. Not for people going to the Academy Awards, but for people going to parties and gatherings, to watch it on…
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Peace is when I sit with my mommy in Silverlake, at Intelligentsia, and I drink hot chocolate and she reads her book. And we watch the sunset, not even talking, or…
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Oftentimes I think about what it means to be the best– especially in cheer and other areas where it totally matters. I mean, I spend, like, many hours doing activities and…
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Oftentimes in these days of deadlines I forget I have a body. I mean, I am designing and thinking and channeling new designs, and creating patterns and doing my own sewing,…