keep your eyes open

I didn’t quit. I haven’t quit. But people are going to say that, anyway. People always say what they want, anyway. I’m taking a step back from modeling and dipping out of the game for a bit. This is entirely nerve-racking, as I’ve been trudging along in this industry and career for the better part […]

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WHERE YOU AT, TOM? I DON’T HAVE FRIENDS ANYMORE.

I miss MySpace in a big way. Remember whateverlife.com? We were actually coding and creating dope little places to call our own while still maintaining outside relationships (because how else would I call you out for not having me on your top 8, KELLE?!) and it was a BEAUTIFUL time. Then Mark Zuckerberg, Dante’s candidate […]

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modeling

Maybe I’ve always wanted this. Maybe I haven’t. It depends on the day I’m asked, how recent experiences have set into my mood. This question is a frequent one. It is also one I have become more than fatigued of. “How did you get into the modeling industry?” I so badly want to give a […]

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WHERE IS THAT SCHOOL GIRL WHO USED TO BE ME?

When I was nineteen, around the last quarter of my freshman year of college, my roommate and I decided to go to Las Vegas. We booked last minute tickets on Spirit Airlines, packed actual sleeping bags, and drove to the airport. And has anyone ever been so young? Did you know on Spirit Airlines you […]

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rubbing eyes

Constantly confused, I feel like I don’t know how to mold words together anymore. My thumbs were too small for pottery, but I took two semesters, and I don’t know where I lost that kind of dedication and will to get better, but I did. The doctor’s office was small. The sheet of paper lined […]

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kikkan randall wins gold

The commentator was almost enough to turn it off. His screaming spilled through the screen, crashing over the voice of the other commentator: this moment was HUGE. After a 42 year drought, the United States wins gold in cross-country skiing. A mere .19 seconds separated Jessie Diggins from the Swedish team following in second behind […]

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airport benches.

Last month, I nestled into seat 1A from Anchorage to Seattle, pulled my gray knit beanie over my eyes, and fell asleep to the muffled sound of airplane blocked by my headphones that play nothing. On Tuesday, I will do it again. Before I took off in January, I wrote this: This used to be […]

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