Los Angeles raised. Kid tested. Mother disapproved. Grade A, locally grown tetrachromat. I’m here to start a personal coup d’etat against the rocks in my head and maybe in yours if I have time. If I was a mood board you would see: edible confetti, a cutout picture of Helen Keller getting a piggyback ride from John Belushi, any highball, your boyfriend or girlfriend and more edible confetti.
If I have a point to make with this blog, it’s this: I’m trying to be here. I’m not, not there and I’m not, not here. I just am. I also just purchased a one way ticket to Spain and I hope to chronicle this journey with my pictures and words. chin-chin.