Dance. Grind. Vogue. We battle.
Get on stage--get kicked off stage.
We swim in a sea of sweat.
Meeting with the Williamsburg set.
Friday, September 19, 2014
Sunday, September 7, 2014
An unfortunate middle-schooler.
Lipstain on teeth all night--like a bloody genius.
To finally land a friend who, without prompt, mentions
the connection between dress, uniform, and implied personhood.