‘Twas the season indeed.
There was tinsel. Presents. The ability to listen to *NSYNC’s Christmas album—arguably their best and most amazing work, ever (I mean, who could forget JC’s “O Holy Night”? Lance’s super deep and perfect “YOU” when he sang “The only gift I wanted was you”? And the sexual undertones and overtones of “Under My Tree”? They weren’t just talking about conifers, am I right?)—without judgment.
There was also home.
And for people living in New York City, a.k.a. land of the people from elsewhere, home is a familiar, comforting, and ever-so-frustrating place.
Continue reading “The Conversations I Never Have”
Whenever Franco and I come home, people want to give us things.
A TV. A microwave. Something to make the food that will inevitably find its way to the microwave. Continue reading “2017”
Been going through the archives and decided to share a few pictures from the last couple of months. No cohesive theme here. Just random moments.
I’ve been capturing things a bit differently now that Instagram has become my default channel. But this is still my favorite space for posting pictures.
It’s a lot quieter.
Which means, fewer people see what I post.
Which means, I feel more free.
Which means, this is really how I take pictures.
Funny how that works.
Let’s do dis. Continue reading “The Days So Far”