TAYLOR FUCHS & MIHALY SEPRENY
VOGUE MEXICO HOMBRE
Mihaly and Taylor together, it’s like a dream come true
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whoa whoa whoa, bruce mcculloch is in anne of green gables??? worlds collide/mind blownDon’t look so sad, Bruce McCulloch! You’re going to marry Diana Barry, the most kindred spirit of all!
Oh my god. I forgot Bruce McCulloch was in this series. Dying. Perhaps I will spend this afternoon making “Anne of Avonlea” screengrabs with “Kids in the Hall” captions.
PLEASE POST THEM HERE SO WE CAN ALL ENJOY, THANKS.
So far it’s been a pretty productive Saturday.
The Tangential: What if Senior Photo Shoot Locales Were Places They Actually Hung Out
Abandoned Railroad Tracks
On Tuesdays after school, my friends and I gather here to walk around forlornly in the Buckle’s new fall catalog thinking about the nature of change and what it means when my father says, “You’re gonna have to look after your mom and me some day.”Rusty Fire Escapes Outside Brick Apartment Buildings
After filling out applications to the Army and some tech college where I could get my degree in animal poacher capturing (and hopefully drive 4-wheelers for a living), I sometimes sit with decorative print tees from Hollister on these old, rickety stairs that seem to subtly symbolize my connection to the past. I never smile and sometimes raise my arms to grab a crossbar to showcase my ripped abs.Prairie Meadow With Tall Grasses and a Large, Brown Horse (no saddle)
Right between catching the Vikings game at my boyfriend’s house and the new Fox Sunday night lineup, I’ll drive out in my VW Bug to a field of daisies were I’ll see a mustang, who I will follow me as I slowly saunter around thinking about whether there may be other men out there who love me as much as Johnny. I’ll also recall my mom’s advice to “never be someone you’re not” and think about how I’ve stayed true to this as the stereotypical country girl who knows all the words to Taylor Swift’s latest album.On Some Random Wooden Fence
I’ll sometimes sit here with my legs dangling from the posts in a new pair of Lee’s slim cut and wearing a red sweatshirt my mom picked out, staring into the distance, imaging myself as a future corporate CEO, Senator, or high school basketball star killed in a drowning accident. Then I’ll place my Nike athletic shoes on the second rung to show people I buy name brands.In Front of a Blue Cloud Screen with an Enlarged Reproduction of my Baby Photo Hovering Near Me
After engulfing Ziploc bags full of label-less pills, I come to this happy spot—where an unbroken circle of my life is made whole and manifest thanks to the power of Adobe Photoshop.On a Swingset, Near a Creek, Wearing a Shirt Exposing Lots of Cleavage
Mom doesn’t want me to visit here I know, but I’m becoming an adult now, and nothing do I want to do more to symbolize the inevitable flowering of youth into the physical bounty of adulthood than wear a black V-neck T-shirt tucked into a pair of denim shorts while swinging on a children’s playground. Here is also where I meet my 37-year-old boyfriend who keeps a picture of me in his pocket at the job site.In Front of a Black Wall Holding a Bowling Ball on Fire
Usually after doing my homework, I’ll drive over here, light my bowling ball on fire, and just stare at people, showing them how fucking much I get made fun of at my shitty-ass, mean high school for being on the lame bowling team.
Taylor at Y-3
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