I am a mid-twenties avid intersectional feminist, advocate, fighter, counselor, and friend. I will be graduating from Bucknell University in May with degrees in Psychology and Women’s & Gender Studies. I work with survivors of sexual assault and other trauma, and I fix computers for a living.
I often blog about what it is like to live at the intersections of a few different mental illnesses, queerness, and sexuality, along with posts about sexism, racism, rape culture, and LGBT rights. There is a trigger warning for these on my entire blog. You will see posts about depression, eating disorders, PTSD, panic disorder, and fat activism. This has been my safe space for four years now, and I reserve the right to ask you to leave it if necessary.
This shoe rack was part of the unfucking that Steven did so my shoes weren’t all over the place. (Also, Michael Antonio Love Me pumps in nude, fuchsia, navy blue, and black came in yesterday!) (Taken with Instagram)
Can I have your shoes? Holy poop.
Nooooooo! I keeps. I’ll share them with you, though!
(Also, this is only 24/44 pairs. So many shoes!!)
You gotta teach me how to work heels though. I always feel like a dodo when I try to wear them.
Done. It’s easier than it looks, but you’ve gotta start small and work your way up to the Boss Pumps.