“Make a Woman Cum for Once”
“Make a Woman Cum for Once”
Hello all, and happy Monday! I have these photos from a couple of weeks ago, when I was on spring break (which felt way more like winter break). My friend, Katie, is a gutsy little hipster, and rocked the heck out of a t-shirt that said “Make a Woman Cum for Once”. Ah, the beauty of new-age feminists. I wasn’t as bold, but I did sport a cozy flannel top that I had made for my mother. Regardless, these are practically ancient photos, circa March 19th. Flash forward to today, April 3rd, a beautiful Savannah Monday (this is sarcastic because there was actually a tornado warning today). If you’re anything like me, you’ve begun your week with a wildly exciting routine, which looks a little something like this:
1. Wake up to “Do it Again” by Pia Mia. Hit snooze.
2. 8 minutes later, hit snooze again. (I’m realizing that “Do it Again” is an ironic song to use for my alarm in the morning).
3. Lay in bed staring at wall. Contemplate skipping class to sleep some more. Then remember that SCAD is disgustingly expensive and you value your education. (I underlined that in case my mom is reading this).
4. Drag body out of bed. Drag body to wardrobe. Clothe body. Realize that because you are a fashion student, comfort means nothing and you are obligated to look decent at all times. Mourn because you cannot wear sweats to class like the photography and animation students.
5. Wipe face with cleansing wipe. It’s far too early to put effort into actually cleansing your face (6:45 a.m), so a Neutrogena wipe is much easier.
6. Apply concealer. Realize that your under-eye circles are still highly visible. Give up and accept your sleep-deprived-art-student aesthetic.
7. Watch 15 minutes of Gilmore Girls (you seriously relate to Lorelei’s addiction to coffee). Treat yourself to the luxury of canned fruit and granola.
8. You realize it’s 7:30. You run around frantically and emit language your mother would not approve of (sorry, mom). Apologize profusely to your boyfriend (what a patient man he is), because you’re always running late.
9. Go to class. Luckily it’s your 3-D Design class, so your professor is super chill and plays the Ella Fitzgerald Pandora station.
10. Go to J. Christopher’s. Eat eggs, grits, and a blueberry pancake. Drag body back to dorm (3 cups of coffee really isn’t all that effective). Take a 3 hour nap.
Embrace Your Misfit Soul,
xoxo Julia B.
