Spx was so fun. Short stint this year, an not much a haul for me since money’s been kinda low, but so glad i got to share it with two of my best buds (sweet lou, lala). Plus, this was the first year of five years running that i didnt have my spx buddy, but thats chill since she was an exhibitor this year!! Way to go brenna! Super proud of you.
Whoa that’s us! What a healthy family!
Anders Nilsen is breaking my heart. I’m also listening to Smog’s “riding for the feeling” and I’m crying and it’s sad when you realize you can’t have something you really want because well it doesn’t matter why. You can’t have this thing you really want, and it doesn’t matter for how long you wanted it or the promises you make to be good and to take care of it. It doesn’t change the fact that it isn’t for you. So you sit in bed read The End and cry and you are alone. Then you go to sleep and have cruel dreams of being close to that thing, sometimes you hold it in your hand. But then you wake up alone and you remember the way you were the other night, stupid, emotional, pathetic and you cry and hate your brain for that cruel dream.
Need a pen/pencil/micron/sharpie/gelly roll/stabilo?
#wellwornmarket and popsicles!