Let us hear it for the thrift store oh secondhand place you ruin me for malls you cause my wallet to rejoice
You contain so many things Shoulder pads Stirrup pants Acid wash jeans Counterfeit handbags Mugs shaped like evil dwarves These things make me die inside
But you bring me back to life with weird handkerchiefs and gypsy scarves and ancient silverware and new skinny jeans for three dollars and knee-high leather moccasin boots and a REALLY FUNNY cross-section of the homo sapiens
You are the greenest thing going And I like you a lot
I'm right-brained. I like to write. At the moment, I'm in London for a semester of study. There will be pictures. There will also be the random spurtings of brain juice.
I also have a blog with my design work, here
and an image pile, a.k.a. a Tumblr, here