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Don’t care about the rest of my hair but if my bangs are fucked up I feel like I’m showing up somewhere naked.
Jun 27, 2025
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😃Need to remove the social stigma around bangs, they‘re fun and cool. I don’t feel like myself without my bangs. 10/10 deffo recommend.
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‼️I’ve had bangs basically always, can’t imagine life without em. I’m a pro at styling if you need guidance at any point 💕
Jul 3, 2024
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💇Mostly because I happened to cut the worst bangs of my life… kind of reminds me of the first haircut I ever gave myself, I thought it was chic as a 6 year old so I
guess I have to own it now.
Feb 17, 2025
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Found him at a flea market and kept walking away and then coming back. hes too small to actually be heard from outside so I popped him on the wall by my computer where I can knock him while I’m doing tasks.
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I really love painting Los Angeles, showing all her little hidden gems that give her character. If you have cute/fun business reccs for me to visit and paint please lmk!
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😈im Thinking mainly of Summer Break here.
I woke up whenever I wanted to after a late night of watching cartoon networks adult swim which was pretty much just sexy anime back then interspersed with some music news and vibes. I drank a fuck ton of Coke Gold which I never see anymore but it‘s the caffeine free version.
I had keys to my apartment but no money so I’d take a walk and then come back home and watch more tv or draw and listen to my cd’s. I used my lunch money during the year to buy cds every other week from Best Buy or virgin records which was definitely the coolest it could have been in the early 2000’s - everything was red lighting and industrial steel and the Distiller’s first cd was $7. my parents sent me off to hang with some of their friends parents out of state and they let me have free reign over their golf cart and I’d drive around in it all day blasting NOFX and Crazytown and Alkaline Trio - definitely the reason all the boys wanted to hang on my golf cart that summer was the fact that I brought my battery operated boom box with me everywhere. The girls followed on their own carts and decided they didn’t like me even tho I always asked them to come hang.
When I got an older (2006?) and had more money I started getting loosies and beers at the corner store and would smoke and drink in the park with my friends and no one ever said anything to us. we snuck into MGMT in the park and did drugs under the trees and danced with glitter on our faces and stupid string bands around our foreheads.
There was this community garden in the East Village we went to a lot that had chickens in it so we called it Cock Park - they had a tree house we’d drink 40’s in and cackle until the park closed, then we’d move to the church yard.
I can’t stress enough how many underground music venues there were - none of them carded, all were illegal and all served jungle juice out of coolers. we got Fucked up, dude.
And the best of all was the fuckin house party. Someone’s rich parents were always out of town and we little assholes would swarm their teenager occupied brownstone like little monsters. Lots of drinking and drugs and sex all over the place. i Feel bad for the kids who had to clean their houses in the morning all hungover and stressing out.
But yeah, it was cool.
But yeah, it was cool.