I shake myself out of the dream. I find myself staring blankly at the runway, watching the show as if in slow motion — A dream-like state that keeps me from actively experiencing the world around me. Hair braided back and adorned in an oversized coat, I am stuck in an REM mindset.
Tag: clothing
Singles Anonymous.
In an environment where the word love is actively incorporated into my vocabulary, I feel as if I have lost sight of what the word actually means. I ask myself, how does love develop?
Touch my clothes, and I punch your face.
The Toronto cold is at full force as the deadly winter temperatures drop to a devastating low of -22. Draped in my oversized American Apparel scarf and heavy winter jacket I take the first step into the frigid air. With Witt by my side we make the commute to our evening class. Upon entering my…