A Modern Tragedy

It’s been an exciting two weeks over here in College Park full of sleeping, hydrating, and constantly forgetting the days of the week. No, I’m not drunk. I’m concussed. 

Today we’re going to discuss the importance of tuning into how your body’s feeling. I’ve learned recently that it’s a skill I viciously lack. And I’ve paid the price for it.

Let me set the scene for you: it was 6:30am and I was walking into the gym with my girl, Averie. We were chatting and totally wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking. Classic. Except for that this time, instead of colliding with a person like normal, I walked face first into a large metal pole. Enter nose bleeding and an endless headache. And just as you would expect from me, I did my workout anyway.

Fast forward a week, despite being highly functional, my symptoms were out of control. I had trouble staying awake for the entire day, a pounding headache that made my skull tender to the touch, light sensitivity, and forgetfulness. Yet, I was still exercising and still pushing my body to perform my daily life at a high level. The entire thing was absurd, but I couldn’t admit that something was wrong with me for two reasons: 1. I had a huge accounting exam that could either save or destroy me academically. And 2. I wasn’t paying attention to how bad I was really feeling.

Now here I am, almost three weeks out from the initial smack, still suffering from the same symptoms. Each day gets better, but it’s also a direct tradeoff of how I treat my body. I’ve been cleared for light exercise (thank god) but if I push too hard, I know my brain and my well-being will pay the price. It can be frustrating to have to listen to you’re limitations when they require you to give up something that brings you so much happiness. But it’s 100% necessary. Hardcore workouts are being put on hold.

The entire experience has taught me to be more mindful in my physicality, but I think the principle can be extended to everything we do. Now, before making a decision, I ask myself if this will hurt or help me and if it’s a good choice for the long run. It’s been difficult, I’m not going to lie. But my friends have kept me on track and I’ve maintained my goal of making healing a priority. 

So here’s the take away: first, don’t walk into a pole. Second, pay attention to your body’s reaction to certain things and act accordingly. Third, sometimes a concussion can help you get better grades in accounting than a healthy brain. 

Let’s conclude with a deep quote by yours truly.

“Treat your brain the way you’d want to be treated.” -Jordan Metzman

Amen, Jordan. Amen.


Stuck in my head: This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things // Taylor Swift
Snap it: nyc

 

 

Female: Part Two.

Coming to you live, from her Clueless clad dorm room, it’s Jordan. And believe it or not, I just finished a book. I can practically hear my high school friends gasping from across the country.

My track record with reading is subpar. It took me half a year to read Mindy Kahling’s 300-paged memoir, 3 extra weeks to finish To Kill A Mockingbird for school. It’s not that I’m not literate, it’s just that I wasn’t prioritizing literacy. This semester, I wanted a solution to both my writer’s block and technology-induced insomnia. 

The book I read is called Too Fat, Too Slutty, Too Loud. It’s written by Anne Helen Peterson, a culture writer at Buzzfeed. I initially ordered it because, hello, Buzzfeed, but what I came to find was that it was really relatable to how I’ve been feeling lately. The book dissects the labels of prominent female celebrities. Among the chapters, you’ll find Kim Kardashian, Nikki Minaj, Hillary Clinton. It questions why women are often labeled as too much of something when they don’t fit the proper mold of a woman in the public eye. 

I think I’m graciously independent as a person. I love reassurance, but decisions are ultimately my own and I act for myself first, keeping the people I love as a close second. I jokingly always tell my friends to “be bold,” because “boys like bold girls.” But, what I’ve come to find is that girls like strong girls and society likes polite ones. One of my newfound, and most hated, fears is being penalized for something that’s a part of who I am. She’s too forward because she texts first, too provocative because her boots graze the upper thigh, too bossy because she makes her ideas known. I’d like to say fear of reputation damage doesn’t hold me back, but it does. 

In reflecting on the book, I think that my personal hesitation to leap with open arms comes from the worry of not being respected as a woman, a student, a creative. Sometimes it’s easier to stay silent than ask questions and show vulnerability. And I know I’m feeding the fire, but it’s scary to be a social innovator and it’s a role I’m not sure I’m prepared to take on… yet.

In Lena Dunham’s chapter, Too Naked, it’s said:

“Dunham’s nudity isn’t “brave,” because… for it to be brave she would have to be afraid.”

And I feel like, in a non-nudity related way, that describes how I want to grow as a female. I don’t want to have to feel courageous when I raise my hand in class or when I reply to a Snapchat “too soon.” And to get there, I have to practice not being afraid. Shutting down the second-guessing and layers of analysis. More of an want, act, reflect, repeat model. 

I used to tell myself to do one thing every day that scares me. Whether it’s writing this blog post (about a topic I’ve been scared to talk about because what do I know) or trying a new food for the first time, it was a step towards less unknown. My goal is to bring that back. And to encourage my friends to do the same. One less fear, one more reason to girl boss.

So yeah, I am too opinionated, too power hungry, too obsessive. But that’s also me being vocal, ambitious, and inspired. Three traits a young woman exploring the world should have. We should stop letting our “too”s be paired with negatives and let the females fill the narrative. Because “too unruly” is really just code for not taking this shit anymore. 

And that’s basically where I’m at.


Stuck in my head: Something To Tell You // HAIM
Snap it: my bed!!

Find Anne’s other works here. And join Girls’ Night In Club for more feminist book suggestions like Too Fat, Too Slutty, Too Loud.

My next read is Lily Collin’s memoir, Unfiltered, on her eating disorder and other things young women struggle with. Look at me so knowledge hungry and feminist, right?

If you missed earlier installations of Female, here is the Introduction and Part One

Female: Part One.

Tuesday honestly sucked. It was one of those days where seconds pass like hours and you have to eat Halo Top at 3pm to keep from a mental breakdown. We all have low points and sad moments. And they never not suck.

It can be hard to pull yourself out of a funk like that, but luckily I attended Pineapple DC x Salt and Sundry‘s event with Cherry Bombe about women in the DC food scene. The second I walked in I was surrounded by strong, enthusiastic women and their accomplishments. From girl power vendors like Gordy’s to t-shirts that read “Doughs before bros” (doughnuts, duh), it was so uplifting to actually see the success I strive for every day.

The panel featured four women: Suzanne Simon, founder of Chaia, Krystal Mack, owner of the 3 Wheels Food Group in Baltimore, Amanda McClements, creator of Salt and Sundry and Little Leaf, and Ann Yang, co-founder of Misfit Juicery (who I’m meeting with early next month to talk entrepreneurship, marketing strategy, and post-college!!!). The entire event was moderated by Kerry Diamond, editor in chief of Cherry Bombe Magazine.

They discussed three main topics: risk, roadblocks, and the void. Risk focused on entering the industry both financially and socially. There’s room for a lot of failure in starting a business. Roadblocks were difficulties faced due to being a woman. You can imagine the list was endless, but what was most prominent was being considered “cute” rather than serious. And finally, the void that each woman saw and filled with their idea. For Misfit Juicery, it has to do with reducing food waste. Chaia, a purely vegetarian concept. They also discussed voids that still exist and need to be acted on. By women. Now.

When it was over, there was a Q & A session. You know me. Of course, I stuck my hand in the air and asked a question. 

“What advice do you have for a young professional entering the food world, trying to figure out what she wants to pursue and experience?”

Their answers were super helpful. From sending handwritten notes in networking to aiming to work alongside my idols rather than fangirl over them, I learned a lot in the moments that followed my question. But, the bigger impact came after the session concluded.

Women started stopping me on my way out. Complimenting my eagerness to learn and offering their assistance. Handshakes were replaced with hugs and business cards were passed around with smiles. It was the perfect combination of #girlbossing and supporting. Everyone was there for a reason (food, networking, learning) but there was still time to build community on the side.

I think that ability to connect is something that comes more naturally to women. While we’re often stereotyped as jealous and eager to prove ourselves, I felt nothing but pure power in that room. There was a hunger to ignite change, sure, but also a passion to celebrate the accomplishments of ladies taking over DC food one forkful at a time. It was united and invaluably inspiring. Both as a woman and as someone that appreciates a good meal.

So, to finish Part One, I want to thank the defiant, empowering women that are making it easier for me to achieve my goals. It was a night I will never forget.

And that, plus the bread pudding I ate, turned my day around real fast. 


Stuck in my head: The Love Club // Lorde
Snap it: Pineapple DC x Salt and Sundry presents Cherry Bombe

In case you missed it, don’t forget to read Female: Introduction.

Instagram Influencer Unloaded.

Nothing says you’ve made it like jaw-dropping platforms, cityscapes, and avocado toast. And for a lucky few, life is all Intsa all the time. Enter the newest profession every teenager with an iPhone and reflective sunglasses dreams about: The Influencer.

These iconic profiles are known for top-level lifestyles and unforgettable photos. Most have distinctive offerings– travel, beauty, food. And lately, some of our favorite social media faces have moved on to a new trend. Selling through selfies. Call it being a millennial, call it the progression of advertising. I call it the start of the disingenuous profile.

Let me backtrack for all my not-so-Instagram obsessed friends. A huge avenue in marketing right now is using the Instagram famous to promote products in a natural, “this is what I use and I love it” kind of way. And in this shift, I’ve seen more and more influencers become self-focused, rather than specialty-focused.

All of a sudden some of my favorite foodie pages are less plate, more face. It’s one thing to build on the personality behind a page, but by losing the #eaaats vibe, the theme of the profile changes.

Style moguls, design experts, lifestyle bloggers. I followed for a reason and I trust you to respect that. And while there’s always the unfollow, I have a sense of loyalty to the pages that once inspired me. You’ll have to excuse me, I’m clearly experiencing major emotional distress over it. 

Being a marketing major and social media “obsesser,” all this is super interesting to me. But, it’s also important to how everyone else, aka you, is posting, too. If we’re going to see this major change from specifics to selfies, it might be time to hop on the trend to stay relevant on the platform. Guess it’s time to order the LuMee Selfie Phone Case (for perfect lighting every time, duh).

To wrap it all up and pull it all together, the influencer class is going to keep shifting so it can keep growing… and monetizing their talent. Instagram doesn’t have to be just a hobby for some, it can be a real life J-O-B. The tradeoff is downgrading the quality of the profile. But tbh, if it meant getting to travel the world for the double tap, I would probably do it too. 

So I guess I’ll just be scrolling past the #ads to find the pages that get me excited to be part of such a creative medium.


Stuck in my head: Lady Lie // Rainbow Kitten Surprise
Snap it: Chinatown, DC

Another One Down.

It’s my birthday and I’ll blog if I want to.

Well, another year’s gone by and I’m still the same height I was when I was blowing out 13 candles on my birthday cake. A lot has changed since the big 1-8 and it’s been a rather exciting year marked by finding new passions, growing skills, and getting to keep on livin’ the good life. 

Here’s a year in my camera roll leading up to Nasty 19, complete with all the people that have made it such a good one. Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy 19 (jk 24) of my favorite memories.

Looks like I’m growing up slowly but surely. Maybe adulthood isn’t as hard as it seems. 

 


Stuck in my head: Younger Now // Miley Cyrus
Snap it: KW- Cupcake Sushi (all I need rn)

PS. Pray for my 5 classes, accounting exam, and 4.5 hours of sleep

PPS. Thank you Marnie and Mitch for making many dreams come true. The best. 

The Anniversary Collection.

Well, this is a little strange. It appears that Campus City Classic turned The Next Classic’s birthday is today. And the little bitch is exactly one year old. Bring in the cupcakes, light the candles, pop the champagne. 

It’s crazy to think that at this moment, a year ago, I was thinking about developing my “personal edge,” and struggling to figure out who I wanted to write as. I was also crying in my dorm room due to lack of egg whites in the dining hall. Oh, and VSCO was the biggest must of the moment. So really, a lot has clearly changed since then.

I’ve done a lot of self-discovery through my writing and I thought it would be a good chance to travel down memory lane. When I read my old posts, and yes I read my old posts, I sometimes forget that I was the one who wrote them. It’s like I’m maturing so quickly, and my perception of the world around me is so different now that I can’t always go back to the mindset I had when I sat down with a cup of tea and that idea. I find that a lot in this post from finals last year and this one from when I turned 18.

On the other hand, I love to see how some things haven’t changed at all. Like my love for Crazy Feta or my hardcore, borderline psycho, passion for Instagram. Not to mention my undying dedication to referencing chokers and Carrie Bradshaw.

But I’ve also really grown up in the past year. I’ve pushed myself to understand social media better and to start being vocal about being a strong woman, both in the gym and out. I’ve tried (and failed) at new things, aka Veganism and 100 Happy Days. And I’ve made so many amazing memories, all captured and appropriately Instagrammed.

I think the most bittersweet parts of looking back at it all are the relationships I’ve built, but also lost, along the way. From new friends to friends as old as they come, I feel so fortunate to have so much support and love following me everywhere I go. Not to mention a small fan club of ladies who kick ass at bridge and don’t understand social media, but read every post anyway (Hi Grandma and friends).

In honor of my one year anniversary with me, myself, and my online persona, I bring to you every song from every blog I’ve written. One playlist that brings together all the smiles, snacks, mental breakdowns, and lattes along the way. 

Raise a glass to The Anniversary Collection and another year of me talking to myself. 


Stuck in my Head: Don’t Take The Money // Bleachers
Snap it: Baked and Wired, Georgetown

Honestly in shock about this whole one-year thing. Life is crazy and fun, and blogging about it only makes it even better. Cheers, friends. Thank you for everything. 

OK Ladies.

Girl gang. Squad. Club. Group message. They’re all synonyms for whatever you call the set of basic bitches that make up your speed dial. Even before TSwift and the ladies that grace her Instagram, girls have depended on girls. We flock to each other. And nothing makes me happier. Call me a girl’s girl or a feminist or whatever.

There’s something so incredible about the loyalty and love that grows in female friendships. Being in college, I’ve seen a lot of shambly things: missing shoes, slices of pizza bigger than my face, girls tumbling off picnic tables. You name it, there’s a good chance it’s on someones’ finsta somewhere. But through it all, there’s always a knight-ess in Urban Outfitters picking up the pieces. And probably another one recording the entire thing to play at your wedding in ten years.

I know it’s only been a week, but this semester has tied me to a lot of really amazing women. From my srat-star sisters to the five salsa loving ladies who let me keep three hummuses and twelve loaves of rye bread in the fridge at a time, I am honestly floored when I think about how College Park has evolved into my home because of these people.

Just to clarify, it’s not like I’ve never been in a lady gang before. I did say to call me a girl’s girl (@ my high school mamas). But due to a little summertime sadness and a lot of adjusting to a new, more #yolo, state of mind, I’ve needed my team to stick by my side and help me pick out a killer outfit. And, I can proudly say I have NOOOOT been disappointed. “Hoes before bros” has never been so legit to me before. 

To the people that support my Kardashian obsession, eat pho with me, and make every moment in between that’s so full of lady love it’s almost disgusting: I. Love. You. All. 


Stuck in my head: New Rules // Dua Lipa
Snap it: Home Sweet CP (with my little Snoop Dogg, Lauren)

 

On Socials.

As the Torah says, “When life hands you writer’s block, serve up a cute little social media update to keep your friends up to date on the truly important things in life.” So stretch your scrolling finger and get ready to talk tech.

#1 Comment Threads on Instagram
Looks like we’re officially one step closer to a universal platform. This feature, already showing itself on Facebook, allows you to reply to comments thread style rather than each comment as a separate comment, even when replying. Ugh, hard to explain but this Mashable article does a damn good job.

Thoughts: Welcome to a less cluttered gram. It’ll definitely make comments more easily read and insta-fights less annoying. Embrace the change, baby. It’s probably for the better. Your feed is going to #thrive.

#2 Launching Facebook TV Series
What even is cable? Streaming is obviously huge right now and between HBOgo, Netflix, Hulu, etc, you would think there wouldn’t be any more room at the bar. But here it comes, more exciting than when Carrie and Big finally got together: Facebook is introducing its first series, featuring the Instagram account Humans of New York. Raise a glass to your next binge watch. 

Thoughts: If you’re emotionally unstable this is sure to destroy you. It looks inspirational but also interesting and compelling. Stories from all over the world, created over the past four years, about the real world and the real problems people face. We’re talking drugs, homelessness, depression. But also some of the special moments in life, like love and gratitude and friendship. Check out the trailer and order a box of tissues on Amazon. For more info, I’m going to pass it to this Forbes article.

#3 Getting Rid of Snapchat’s White Border on Imported Stories
While Snapchat is supposed to be an in-real-time kind of thing, we’re all guilty of uploading pictures to our stories after the fact. The real struggle: the white border that shows up when you import from your camera roll. This short video from Digital Trends will teach you how to stick it to the Snap Gods and make each moment look in-the-moment.

Thoughts: I’m up for anything that gives me that Snapchat influencer vibe. Another hack, another step closer to Kylie Jenner status. Enter shameless snapchat plug here: @jmetzman.

That’s all for this week. Unrelated but related: I’m going to need double the spin classes to cope with all this back to school stress.


Stuck in my head: Look What You Made Me Do // Taylor Swift (!!!!!!!!!)
Snap it: CAVA HQ

 

Redesigning & Reimagining.

Well, well, well. We’re coming up on one year of VSCO worthy photos, caffeine-fueled rants, and me building a brand that seems scary close to if Cher Horowitz found Instagram. And while I’m still the same bruncher I started as, I’ve also had a lot of new experiences along the way to blogging bliss.

I’ve decided to finally give my blog the love it deserves because much like Corinne on Bachelor In Paradise, it’s been begging for attention. Gotta update it like a closet. To Goodwill with the old, and to Urban for the new. Unless it’s vintage. Then it stays.

Here’s the rundown. Think of it like the next IOS release. Kinda pointless but worth the wait.

  • Name

Goodbye Campus City Classic. It was nice knowing you. The mouthful is gone, and in its place is a new sleek and ready player to take its place. THE NEXT CLASSIC will focus on the upcoming chapters of my life. Finding my next passions, next favorite moments, and next blog binges. Get ready for some of the same, avocado toast is probably not going anywhere, and some things that are a little different. Being single for the first time in a while is one of them. Eating a spoonful of hummus for lunch is definitely not.

  • Categories

Time to take my love of organizing to the streets. Under the HOME tab on the main screen you’ll be able to navigate to different classified posts. It’s pretty intuitive, but I’ve decided to break it down anyway.

Coffee Chats is my most general category- find your favorite food-fests and open letters here. All Things Socials focuses on my best friend and truest love, social media. Cheers to College is mostly about tailgates and study dates. Dear… are my spotlight pieces on the people who are just a little special to my life. GirlBoss is basically internship porn and Probably At The Gym is my tribute to my favorite pastime. And last but not least, Shutterbugs holds my photo diaries of picture perfect memories.

  • Design

Just keeping it in trend. Stripes haves always been a wardrobe staple so it’s time to bring them to the big leagues. The background photo was snapped in a SOHO H&M, somewhere very close to my heart and my closet. And nothing withstands changing times like black and white with a pop of color.

  • Logo

All the classics have it. Elizabeth Taylor, Marilyn Monroe, and of course, Taylor Swift. It was time to join the pack and order the Kylie Jenner lip kit to match. Rumor has it a red lip never goes out of style.

So, welcome to chapter two. I officially own the domain, so we’re not going anywhere. Buckle in for another year of lattes, ripped jeans, and mural hunts.



Stuck in my Head: There’s a Honey // Pale Waves

Props to me for pulling this redesign off in one day. The only thing I’ve ever procrastinated and it looks like it worked out. Maybe I’ll have to try it again sometime. And a huge thank you to Lorde Radio on Spotify and Coco’s Popped Ricecakes for getting me through it. 

Things I Learned In My Cubicle.

Honestly, I never pictured myself sitting front row to a desktop computer in a sea of beige, but after this summer, I can proudly say it’s not as bad as the movies make it out to be. I spend an absurd amount of time imagining myself sitting city side, latte in hand, working to create the next big thing in an office that gets bagels regularly delivered. So, when I was handed a non-Mac and a desk chair I was definitely brought back to reality.

My summer internship has been insane. Aside from a team of the smartest people I’ve ever met, I’ve grown from Googling what SEO (Search Engine Optimization*) stands for to an amateur, asks a million questions to make sure she’s doing it right, crawler.

Here are some other things I’ve learned along the road to 40 hours a week x 10 weeks.

1. Business Casual(ly missing wearing chokers everyday)

A huge adjustment was swapping body suits for blazers and getting into the professional mindset stylistically. But no worries guys, I found ways to incorporate my favorites into corporate life. Enter silver platform sandals, big hoop earrings, and plenty of denim on denim. What once required a separate shopping trip to “Mom Stores,” is now about creativity, subtleness, and compromise. Not going to lie though, I’m happy to be back in the land of the fashionably free.

2. The Question Game.

A huge skill I’ve cultivated this summer is called “The Informational Interview.” It’s when you sit down, one on one, and play Vogue 73 Questions. People love to talk about themselves and being young, eager, and work force un-ready, it’s been really helpful to hear their stories and tips. It’s mostly about tuning in and asking the right questions to get the most out of every discussion. For me, I always try to lead back to creativity, career growth, and the culture of a company.

3. Making the First Move.

Being the youngest intern of 63 was a little daunting. Even though there were plenty of rising juniors, it was scary to know that I’m the only one walking into work with that “I just experienced college for the first time” vibe. But over time, and through a cross-department intern project, I came to realize it’s just about reaching out and being open. Basically that whole turning off the resting bitch face and making friends thing. And a lot of the interns had interesting experiences and stories that I could learn from.

So, while I still might be Baby, I’m definitely not in a corner. What a nice, little taste of the real world. Now, let’s go back to tailgates and late-night pizza. 


Stuck in my Head: Faded Heart // BORNS
Snap it: Internship HQ

Search Engine Optimization is optimizing/changing/manipulating a website to help it perform better on Search Engines. The goal is to get your site to the top of the page after a search (aka: to rank well in the results). It’s basically a language I’m still trying to learn to speak. Thank god for Google.

And if you’re curious, my site is not very optimized. Don’t blame the blogger, blame the world she blogs in. 

Tomato, Sweet Potato.

Everyone loves a good vacation. Whether you’re a sand in my toes or skyscrapers as far as the eye can see kind of traveler, there are very few people who would hate on an escape from everyday life.

I’ve been very fortunate to hit some amazing cities in my life so far, Lisbon and Reyjkavik topping the list. But no matter where the plane lands, my travel goals are still the same. Find the soul of the city. Make a memory. Capture the moment. 

On my latest venture to the ever-so iconic concrete jungle, I started to think about the different values people have when exploring. For some it’s food, others it’s adventure. And it can really change the way a trip unfolds.

Finding the perfect travel companion is like picking the perfect pair of Adidas. The styles might be very similar, but one detail can make the difference. For me, I look for a photographer, a stylist, an honest evaluator, and an eye for a unqiue perspective. Someone ready to hunt for hidden jems to earn a double tap at the end of the day… and maybe split an almond-milk latte in there, too. 

There’s more to all this than just a curated feed. Of course, location (besides company) is everything in an experience. A jungle excursion to Costa Rica doesn’t call for the cutest pair of over-the-knee boots (unless you’re going for a totally Gigi Hadid Vogue vibe), and rainy walks around Key West might require some waterproof, not-so-hot gear. Stepping out of the airport is a commitment to embrace the moment, so strap on your zip lining harness and splash through the puddles with a smile. 

Pulling it back to the main point, travel is different to everyone. You say tomato, I say sweet potato. But in the end, no matter where you go and why, you’re getting the chance to explore the world. And nothing is better than that. Period.

 


Stuck in my head: Woke the F Up (acoustic) // Jon Bellion
Snap it: The Whitney Rooftop, NYC

Reconnecting and Redownloading.

Well, it’s been almost two weeks since I declared myself social media free. All apps deleted. Accounts logged out of on computers. Offically memeless. Nothing but a good old text message to keep me in the loop. And while the two weeks seems like a hot second, it feels like it’s been ten years since I’ve double tapped. I took the break for personal reasons, but learned more than a major hack to save battery.

The first thing I realized is that when you unplug and socially go off the grid, you’re more sensitive to how much time other people spend on their phones. While at the beach with my fab friends, I think I said “disconnect to reconnect” more times than I made a Bitch Bible reference. I was looking to my friends for special moments and memories where I would normally look to Snapchat. Truly revolutionary. I feel like a completely new person. Call me Jordan 2.0. 

But the hardest part of all of this is that social media is more than a time-passer to me. It’s a creative outlet for me for both visual and literary purposes. Committing to not blogging made me want to write more, not posting made me want to share more, but it was important for me to detach and reconnect with other things in my life that I love.

Today I rejoin what brings me more joy than a Friends marathon. Redownload. Mega-stalk. Mega-share. And what says return to social media like a weekend getaway to NYC with one of my favorite photographers and her kickass college roommates.

I’ve got a whole lot of scrolling to do. It’s good to be home. 


Stuck in my head: Cold Little Heart // Micheal Kiwanuka
Snap it: Rehoboth Beach