#SADPUNK

HEY KIDS! Has it made anyone sad that I don't take my 'fashion internet thing' seriously anymore because if so, GOOD. Sad is the new aesthetic du jour. Or, more appropriately, sadpunk. It's like a play on seapunk but with pools of tears instead of saltwater. Watch out for an Azealia Banks video to take on the commodification of crying. Honestly, though, sad isn't necessarily a negative experience all around except for the part where, like, you're sad, which is negative, except not, but a bit. Crying and laughter are the same release. That was a Joni Mitchell song lyric. I don't think any of my readers would catch that on their own accord because if your taste includes Joni Mitchell, it probably doesn't include me.

Also spiked collars are lame and boring.

I'm not writing a ton because I really don't know what else I want to bring this blog up to speed with. Same job. I gained some weight but that's pretty irrelevant because no one is allowed to give a shit about my waistline but me and I'm pretty down with burritos so I don't care. I'm fucking with silver hair again for a minute, I just hardcore dig this bad boy Anderson Cooper aesthetic. I got a bangin' new haircut from Leon Yeshua. If any of you run around LA or 'run LA', let him cut things off of your scalp and then give him $20 bills because IT'S WORTH IT. He's pretty mega talented. He's also got a rad apartment and a trill ass dog and he rides the bus, so he's grounded.

Anyways, I put some dumb clothes on my dumb self and then I cried in them post-shoot and my tears streaked my hashtag cheek and flowed towards my lips and I tasted the internet and it was good.

Gap shirt, Adidas exercise pants, Romwe spiked collar, Thrifted boots, Thrifted glasses, Thrifted soul

How to Draw a Hashtag on your Cheek:
1) Get a tube of felt-tip eyeliner or a pen or a crayon or knife or spicy dijon mustard
2) Draw a hashtag on your cheek. Make it a size relevant to your Klout score
3) Do not draw something that is not a hashtag or the hashtag will not be on your cheek
4) Don't fuck it up


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