My mom and I were exploring St. Pete when we found this tree. And it is the coolest tree we've ever seen. This photograph illustrates how I physically resemble this tree. My hair looks like the little things hanging down, my pants look like the trunk, and my shirt looks like the shadow. How did that happen? Idk, but I'm not mad. Because, who wouldn't want to look like a tree, especially one this cool?
Sometimes, I like to imagine what Florida looked like before we came and covered it in strip malls and 20 story resorts. It was probably so lush--there were probably all of these flowers blooming in the wild instead of in planted rows in people's yards. If i could revisit any previous time, well I mean obviously it would be either eighth grade or Christmas Weekend freshman year but after that it would definitely be pre-developed Florida. No specific time. But this visitation is dependent on whether or not I'm wrapped in a human sized mosquito proof tent that is also air conditioned. But how cooool would it be to see suburbia....pre sububia. Suburbia pre-everyone planting crepe myrtles everywhere and tearing down the oaks and pines. But back to this tree tho............
The main thing that i like about this outfit is that everything I'm wearing is so loose fitting. Nothing is conventionally feminine. But somehow, it just works. I really feel myself in outfits like this--specifically in funky collared shirts. The collared shirt on the female frame is an underappreciated luxury. I appreciate it. And someday, I'm going to find someone else who does, too.
Pants: Gladiola Girls
Shoes: The beloved knock-off Nikes.
Earrings: Elle Market Boutique
Now, pls join me in contemplating what your neighborhood looked like without all the houses.