During my blogging hiatus I spent a lot of time exploring my personal style and understanding what exactly I thought it was.
When I shot these photos last November it was my first time being able to do much of anything in a month.
It wasn’t my original plan to talk about virginity for a Valentine’s Day post, but I had wanted to write about this topic for some time, and I thought, it isn’t going to be less awkward any other time, so why not?
Wish took a brisk walk to clear her head. The chill air cut at her breath, and she sat down on a park bench to rest.
A few months into my first year blogging I noticed that I approached my personal style differently than other people.
Wind. Invisible, ever moving. It tramples trees and dances with dandelions. We know the wind. We see the wind. But we can never catch it.