The rain falls hard on a humdrum town

This outfit is pretty simple, just a coat and leggings. Except the coat is from the 1960's and only cost a couple dollars from Salvation Army (a refuge for forgotten treasures). I live a couple blocks away from a 200 year old Victorian house, it has an idyllic courtyard and garden. The only thing missing are women dressed in corsets and men with curled mustaches. Michael and I played photo-tag in the backyard with a white Holga camera on a rainy day. The perfect musical accompaniment - "William, It Was Really Nothing" by The Smiths.

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Photographer/Editor: michael w.

Rave On (The Buddy Holly song, not 90's ecstasy partays)

If I can pick one decade to be stuck in forever, it would be the 1950's. Sure, they were pretty racist and sexist, but their catchy lingoes, space travel obsessions, and demure color palettes somehow still wins me over.

Midwest Alleyways

The alleyways around here are bizarre. Smelly dumpsters and giant rats are nowhere to be seen. Instead, pleasant flower-patterned armchairs and nostalgic white picket fences are the norm.

Spring Vintage

I have an obsession for vintage and used clothing.

Take me to a Salvation Army and I will somehow mysteriously come out with a DVF sweater or a 1990's Mickey Mouse Sweater. Yes, crazy old women and sketchy looking men push you around, but the finds are well worth the awkward social interactions.