Awkward Girls

So take that look out of here, it doesn't fit you
Because it's happened doesn't mean you've been discarded.
Pull up your head off the floor, come up screaming,

This is a post full of shameless self-promotion, so I'll keep it short and to the point. As a fashion blogger, I've been able to work with a lot of talented photographers over the years and have spent more than my fair share of time in front of a camera...

This is my mother.  In our 24 years together, I have repeatedly given her every reason in the book to stop loving me. To give up on me. To stop rooting for me. But she won't. And she absolutely refuses to.
Over the past 24 years I've screamed at her. I've blatantly defied her. I've talked back. I've made messes in her beautiful home.  I've destroyed her invaluable antique dining table with nail polish remover, even when she asks me several times to lay...

I turned 24 years old last week and did not take one picture to commemorate it. Not one! Sorry mom! I guess my lack of indulgent birthday selfies is probably a sign I'm mature or something. Instead, here are some pictures of my visit to Duke campus in...