I'm doing a lot of independent work this year and it's letting me grow and work at my own pace, which is nice because it gives me just enough time to think about everything. I still don't get home on time to take pictures of my outfits before the sun sets, so I've been postponing writing something until I had a chance to do that, but I think I'll just go ahead and do this anyway.
Lately I've been thinking a lot about 'nature theory'- like the idea that because you as a human are part of nature and the world as a whole, and "whether or not it is clear to you, the universe is unfolding as it should". I had a really nice September because everything felt connected. This isn't the best example but it's the only one I can remember: when I read ''for colored girls who have considered suicide" and there was an entire poem about Toussaint L'Overture in it and then I learned about him in History- or when I was was studying Carolignian England and then I found an essay about feminism in the Carolignian era while doing research for a biology project. Those sound like incredibly mundane events- but at the time it felt kind of electrical- like everything was coming together and I was putting together some sort of puzzle about my life.
I think nature theory has a lot to do with self love/acceptance and finding a balance between giving yourself power over your life and accepting the fact that you have no power to stop life from happening to you. The pictures do a better job at explaining it than I can- so...









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photos, top to bottom:
1+2- FKA Twigs by Charlie Engman for The Fader // 3- Ayesha McMahon by Nadine Ijewere // 4- Dangerous Angels by Alyssa Yohanna for Rookie // 5-- Quote via; Background photo via // 6- Untitled from How to Disappear by Moki Mioke // 7- Commes Des Garcons SS 1995 ad // 8- Into The Trees by Rose Lichter-Marck for Rookie // 10-11 Stoker (2013) // 12- by Juan Abelle // 13- Cocoon for Vogue Deutsch (September 2013) // 14- Thinking About Death (1907) by Frida Kahlo // 15- Background via
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