• Lost Girls of the American South

        Photographer: Audrey Gretz Model: Samantha Cruz   The sort of juxtaposition these photographs in particular explored was the feeling of being a 16 year old girl, becoming a 22 year old woman in the American south. A hazy place that never leaves your veins, try as you might. Even when you grow up and move away and attempt to exorcise its impact on you through art and culture and liberal media. Every girl, every human, feels like they want to grow up and run to a place where they can be someone else. Learning the range of our own emotions forces us to face the falsity of the…

  • Twenty Somethings

    Photographer and interviewer Hannah Jones is currently working on a project about all the exciting, terrifying, and hopeful feelings that twenty-something year olds all go through – “the feeling of wishing we could just fast forward to our life in ten years and take a glimpse. The feeling of our own hopeless idealistic views on all the possibly great things that could come our way, if they ever will.” She asked a group of twenty something year olds about what it’s like to grow up in this day and age. This is their response.     “There are moments when I feel like it’s too much. That the process is…

  • Senioritis: The Disease That Is Plaguing My Life

      Senioritis: It’s a Thing. Letterman jackets, lunch table cliques, Friday night football games, ditching seventh period just because – these are just a few of the things that remind me of high school. And then there’s Senior year, which is an entirely different story. I don’t know about you (but I’m feelin’ twent- …no? okay, sorry), but when I think about senior year of high school, I think of one thing – senioritis.   This sneaky little guy caught like wild fire at my high school. Teachers practically had to pull teeth to get seniors to come to class and turn in work; I pretty much didn’t put in…

  • Mood Board: The Last Summer

    Not to get all misty-eyed and drama queen-y on you, but in a sense, this is my last summer. I’m not dying of a terminal illness or relocating to Antarctica, but I am preparing to move across the country and take on the real world, where work and school will undoubtedly occupy even my summer months. Soon enough, carefree summers will be a thing of the past and I’ll be left to grapple with East Coast winters and a wardrobe better suited to my future career (see: The Devil Wears Prada) than a weekend at a music festival. So with that being said, my current sartorial mood is an ode…

  • Parental Approval: How Far Is Too Far?

    Since I’ve been in college nearly two years and I’ve moved away from home, I’ve seen changes in my mindset.  It happens to everyone, we all end up moving away from home, and then realize that the decisions we want to make don’t exactly match up with the ideals of our parents, even though they used to.  I love my parents. I respect them more than anyone, and I’ve honestly only been grounded once in my entire life.  If there were a child more loyal than I, they would probably have the names of their parents branded into their skin by now.  Something that I’ve realized as I move into…