when juliana hatfield was my chan marshall

i lived most of my teenage years in the early 90's in milwaukee. that's when i was way more emo than i am now - not a black on the outside morrissey type of emo but the kind of emo where i'd much rather sit in my room and paint, sew and listen to music than hang out with a bunch of humans. everyone was into pot and techno and i wasn't. the few girlfriends that i did have would always ditch me for dudes, which i'll never understand. it was kinda lonely sometimes but i was still content sitting in my room thinking i was being radical by taking black and white photos of lesbian barbie dolls. pretty soon i found booze, rv, ak and tim kulas, and then my life in california.

this velvet patchwork skirt is my new favorite piece of gear. like maybe even of all time. thanks hannah. i didn't even have to ask her for one, she just knew. it's something that i'll keep forever and will recycle every decade. i know it's true cause it reminds me of something i would've worn in the early 90's. if i didn't have such skinny legs i'd have to buy a pair of combat boots to wear with it. i just realized i have the exact same hair now as i did back then. minus a few new fine lines forming on my face and one bra size, i look exactly the same as i did 15 years ago. happiness runs in a circular motion. that reminds me, it's probably time for me to get my first mammogram.