CROWN HEIGHTS COVEN
Natasha, Beth, and I ended up having something of an impromptu photoshoot on Beth's roof. We pooled our varied collections of goth finery—Natasha's great hooded cloak from Culte de Laissez Faire, my own array of floor-length black maxidresses, and everyone's tangled piles of silver chains—for a great bit of dress up. You might notice we're all wearing the same triangle necklace... it's because we're the unholy trinity. Or something?
D I S S A F F E C T E D Y O U T H.
Looking back, I regret wearing my stupid thick glasses, as they really ruin the vibe. I should get some new contacts, I guess.