Seeing as my life has become a monotonous drone of weekdays and my only salvation is wandering the streets of New York City, I have started a new collection: tags. I have become slightly obsessed with four specific taggers - Back Fat, PERU ANA ANA PERU, Papa Loves Baby, and the classic NECKFACE - who keep me company and give my aimless rambling purpose.
I don't know about you but I spend much of my days strategizing how to get my picture taken by The Sartorialist and it seems, as proven by Refinery 29, that I am not alone.
Although I sense an undertone of mocking, these are now the only rules, I mean the only rules, I am following.