Recently, I have been conscientious of presence. The way one holds themselves. The way one walks with purpose. The way one eats alone in the glowing sunlight. Before college, I thought if one was by themself, it meant that they were lonely.
As a Swattie who hails from the distant, faraway land of California, there are many times where I yearn for the comforts of the motherland. At night, as I huddle underneath my carefully constructed cocoon of blankets, I long for the California
In the post-COVID era, the art of dressing well seems to have slowly and sadly started to fade into antiquity. No longer are the schools of America flooded with fashion-forward students determined to dress their best. Chic jeans and sweaters are disappearing,