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the butch/femme scene of 1990s san francisco by chloe sherman

Tatler magazine, London, May 16, 1928

This close (👌) to dropping out of my academically challenging degree that turned out to challenge me academically (😮) and becoming a tchotchke seller

“what’s your dream job” im so glad you asked. picture this. i am the lone employee of a strange and mysterious tchotchke/bookshop in the middle of nowhere, full of fun and interesting things that i am allowed to take for the low low price of free of charge. i get one, exceedingly interesting, customer per hour. i work no more than twenty hours a week and am salaried 3 million dollars

The future sounds good but I’m reblogging for the $6,800

Just found an absolute gem in one of my diaries that I'd forgotten about, here it goes:

"I think the reason I keep making excuses not to even try is that if I don't and I fail I can tell myself I still have this ✨potential✨, this magical, wobbly mass that may never be touched because if I use it, I might just learn it's limits, which, after an entire life of everyone telling me I could do anything, scares me into a state of academic paralysis.

And what if, what if I try, really try, and I fail? Then I will lose the piece of self-worth that is tied to thinking I am the smartest person in the room."

Maybe someone finds it relatable, cause I certainly did when I found it again

The best compliment I received this year was all the other students in my accomodation during placement agreeing that my true calling was to open a bakery after I baked caramel slice and lemon bars for our Married at First Sight watch party.

i want my baking to be so good that when someone eats it they either wonder why im not married or have a split-second panic abt proposing to me right then and there

lucy dacus and katie gavin by vivian kim / cindy crawford and k.d. lang by herb britts