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3rd
One day, I sprayed too much Diorissima (or something like that, in a houndstooth bottle on my mother’s vanity) on my baja (yes, I’m seriously serious), and I smoked by the pool to cover it up! A reversal of fortune, as it were, that only makes sense in 8th grade.
— Sometimes Lauren Cerand’s reminiscences about her adolescence - at the same time as and not 5 miles away from my own - are so spookily close to mine that I feel like we MUST have met back then.
