I guess if you look at one thing over and over, you really begin to notice its flaws. That is exactly what has happened with me and Drew Barrymore’s films. It has also happened to me and my face. I spend all day taking pictures of it and then editing pictures of it and then positing pictures of it and then talking about the pictures I posted of it. Lately, I’ve found myself noticing little things about my face that often go awry in front of the camera. For one, if you look at the second photo, you will notice that one of my eyes is opened a little bit more than the other. It’s like that first time you notice that “Water for Elephants” is a fucking amazing movie but also horribly sad and you’re just like “what the fuck am I supped to do with my life I feel sad but inspired and I just wish there was an elephant or a Robert Pattinson in close proximity. Should I have taken the uneven eye photo out of the post? Probably. But then again, I’m the kind of whore who likes a little asymmetrical eye action. It’s sort of sexually appealing.
If we can part with my rant on my own insecurities, let’s do so, because I think I should explain my clothing choice and the whole fence situation happening behind me. Basic-lay, my friends and I went thrifting the other day and I thought I should wear something that looked thrifty but also chic and soft (idk why “soft.” Just run with it plz). My shirt was actually given to me years ago by my grandma when I was an antisocial boob who hid in his room and wrote novels. The jacket is actually a jacket-turned-inside-out because I’m all about exposing a little shearling. The background happened just because there is nothing more arousing than a fence. And if you’re interested in an explanation of the bandana around the neck, you can go ahead and e-mail my publicist at idon’email@example.com