Day 2: A Glass Box and Plastic Scenery

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I am currently very much into these open-backed frilly dresses – they are so comfortable and very cute with combat boots and a lace bralette. I recommend wearing them on picnics and bike rides.

Dear Reader,

Here is the second part of my series (I linked Day 1 below if you missed what this whole thing is about).

Day 1

Day 2

I met a friend in an apartment downtown. We sat at a dinner table and watched green and yellow fish loop around a glass box. I wondered if they ever got used to the plastic scenery, if they ever got used to being held against their will.

« Margaret texted me last night. She wanted to meet up. For closure, you know. »

« Yeah, I know. »

And I did. I knew that we had all lost each other the minute we stepped off that plane in JFK. And that we were all going to go back to our white bedrooms and have lots of beautiful stories to tell our old friends and kiss the people we had been in love with nine months ago. And worst of all, the purple nights that stitched us all together were going to unravel and become yesterdays.

We walked to the Cathedral Parkway subway station. I ran down the stairs and bought a train ticket that I knew would take me a lot further from him than 14 city blocks. I’ll never see him again, I remember realizing. He was already fading into the background of my memory as quickly as the cream-colored tiles were disappearing into the dark beyond the window of my train car.

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Listen to this when you are missing someone.



Your lips taste like an overcast sky.


and you know where I am.


This quote holy moly.

XX,  The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Comment something good that happened in your day today <3

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21 Days











Outfit: Top – Urban Outfitters, Corduroy Skirt – Brandy Melville, Tights – who knows, Lace Socks – American Apparel, Boots – French-Shoe-Store-I-Forgot-The-Name-Of, Bow/Headband – Forever 21

Lately, I’ve been really into combining white frilly things (see socks, shirt, bow) with edgier things (see tights, skirt).

Dear Reader,

I’ve been working on a series for this blog called 21 Days, and I’m real excited about it. Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it’s been like coming back from a year abroad in France. So I wrote about 21 different things that have happened/things I’ve realized/etc. since I’ve been back. Each day will be a post complete with something a wrote, an outfit, an accompanying song or two, and some overlays. Here is Day 1 – I hope you enjoy!

They say it takes 21 days to break a habit.

Day 1

I couldn’t tell you if I drank ginger ale or iced water on the airplane, if I slept more than 20 minutes, if listened to music or let the roaring engine add to the noise already pounding in my head. I like flying, I do. I like the idea of leaving soot-dusted cities behind and landing in ones where you can find glitter on the boulevards and champagne in the gutters. But this time, it was like with each passing suburb, I was the one blurring into the background, fading away into a backdrop of whitewashed houses and graffiti smeared pharmacies selling rubbing alcohol for cheap. I wondered if I’d see the girl I had gotten to know in France ever again, the one with white wrists and marigolds growing in her heart.

« We’re going home, » they said.

But that’s where they were wrong. You see, home wasn’t where our airplane was set to touch down, home wasn’t feeling like the paper cutout of a person, home wasn’t where you could find champagne in the gutters on Friday nights. Not anymore at least.







XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Comment good books I need suggestions <3

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Velvet Crush

Dear Reader,

I have recently (and by recently I mean for the past year or so) developed a raging obsession with velvet because a.) it is luxuriously soft and b.) I adore the texture slash sophistication it can add to a look. I have also developed another obsession with the ASOS Holiday Collection. So here you go: an outfit that mixes two of my latest addictions. Well, actually three if you count polaroids.


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Yes, I did take some of these photos in front of our Christmas tree. (No, we have not taken it down yet.) The reason being that I was feeling quite festive in my red velvet top. It felt right. Let it happen.






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Top: ASOS Holiday Collection*, Necklace: Urban Outfitters, Skirt: Forever 21, Tights: Norstroms (??), Socks: ASOS*, Shoes: Kurt Geiger

Also, my blogging friend Megan from Tunes and Tunics  (I may or may not be obsessed with her blog you should stop by and say hello to her slash enjoy her stellar music taste and fabulous style) is also posting a look featuring the ASOS holiday collection that you should 200% check out! Here are a few previews of her outfit:



XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Listen to this song:  Open Season – Josef Salvat

*Disclaimer: This post is sponsored by ASOS and the top and socks were sent to me in exchange for a review.

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Polaroids and Heart Shaped Glasses

Dear Reader,

I made some Polyvores of stuff I developed mild obsessions with in 2014. Please enjoy.

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There are only two kinds of people in this world: people who like Taylor Swift and people who secretly like Taylor Swift.

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Yeah, I might have watched Palo Alto upward of 15 times what of it?

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“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am.” This year my love for Sylvia Plath doubled.

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Cables and heart-shaped glasses yes.

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“I should have loved a thunderbird instead; at least when spring comes they roar back again.”

Here, I compiled a lil collection of polaroids from my year. Take a peek.

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I think this is one of the best photos I’ve ever taken if we’re bein honest. And we are.

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Look at me in this car. This was in Lisbon, Portugal.


Just me at a French hotel. Thinking about sunshine most likely.

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Cinderella’s on the kitchen floor she’s got a crush on the guy at the liquor store.

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You look as though you’ve been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel.

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The rainy little town I fell in love with.

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Some roses in Paris. Aren’t they lovely? I think I took this on Christmas.

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Just me in San Francisco.

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I went to a Christmas ball a few weeks ago.

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Late night drives.

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Sydney sent me a Christmas package. I cried because there was a Tylenol PM stress ball and fuzzy socks.


Meet my favorite human being Chloe Belle.

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January in Paris.

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Don’t ask.

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Halloween. Haha these are so out of order let it happen.

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Just me and my soulmate Syd the Nerdy Squid.

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Christmas n stuff.

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A night at the theatre in Paris.

Hope you had a lovely 2014!

XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Comment your favorite memory from last year.

P.P.S. Listen to this song: Death Cab for Cutie – New Year

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20 Things My Best Friend Has Taught Me

Dear Reader,

If you’ve been hanging around for a while, you’ve probably heard a thing or two or three hundred about my friend Sydney who lives in New York. In case you haven’t, to sum things up, she’s the « girl with gold hair and rose lips who held me when I felt as cracked and grey as the sidewalk we spent midnights sprawled across, » she sent me a package for my birthday with a book about New York, french caramels and some pages ripped out of her journal. She likes Taylor Swift and kissed someone in an elevator in October. She sends me good morning messages every morning and I don’t know what I’d do without her.

Well it was her birthday yesterday, and due to life getting in the way, I couldn’t post this until the morning after. So happy birthday Syd I love you to pieces.

20 Things My Best Friend Has Taught Me

1.) It’s okay to have your future roommate/apartment picked out by 18.

2.) « People lie. People break promises. They take drugs and they keep secrets and they cheat on their homework assignments. »

3.) There are more kinds of medicine than advil and melatonin. The pills that come in bottles I mean. I’m talking about girls with golden hair who mail you packages with candy and books for your birthday. There are some people who will get rid of the hurt better than 2.5 teaspoons of cough syrup ever could.

4.) A Little Death by The Neighborhood is a good song.

5.) I once thought I knew what love was. It turns out I’ve never loved anyone but the person he should have been.

6.) It’s important to notice the little things about people. For example: I like that Sydney always puts her ketchup on the side when she eats french fries and she likes that my eyes are the same color as my hair.

7.) You have to find someone that thinks about how you’re doing even from across the country. Someone who wonders if you’re smiling and hopes that someone’s telling you that your eyeliner looks good or that your mascara’s smudging.

8.) Sometimes it’s okay to walk around people like they’re cracked glass. They are probably more cracked than they know themselves.

9.) Bicycles speed across the pier and sometimes you will want to shout to them, Be careful it’s dark! And sometimes you should take your own advice.

10.) Chocolate covered pears do not taste good. I repeat. Chocolate covered pears do not taste good.

11.) Nutella covered pretzels DO taste good. I repeat. Nutella covered pretzels taste so so good.

12.) That being said, listening to Knee Socks and 3am is a better combination than chocolate and pretzels.

13.) Keeping a journal is very important because if you start forgetting rain-dusted cities and kaleidoscopic cathedrals, ink-stained pages will keep these things alive even if they have wilted from your memory.

14.) Buy goods not bads.

15.) « The world is a scary place but it’s also cool as places get cause it’s the only one we have. »

16.) Yodeling is my passion I have developed a love for the outdoors.

17.) It is very very important to cover the walls of your room with pictures and posters and quotes.

18.) The best way to move on from poisonous relationships is to forgive them and then forget them completely.

19.) If you go to France for 9 months in high school, it will be the best and worst thing that has ever happened to you.

20.) New York City is 2,763 miles away from California. Even if your best friend lives a country away, it is possible to feel closer to her than the people you sit next to in math class. Sometimes the people surrounding you are the ones 2,763 miles away.

And here’s a poem for her because I promised I would write one.

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XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Comment Happy Birthday Syd she’s reading your comments be nice.

P.P.S. Comment things you like about your best friend.

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Numbers N Stuff

Dear Reader,

Here is an update of my life: I’ve been thinking a lot about numbers recently. So I wrote some things with statistics and such in them.

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I have been making a lot more of these too. I’ll make another post soon with more if you’d like. Comment a heart below if you would so I know.

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They burst into flames. They really did.

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I cannot tell you how long it took me to make this one slash line up the skylines.

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From a concert I went to a few weeks ago.

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This was also taken in France. I’m the one wearing the black striped shirt in the back. Wow I miss my friends so much.


Well, sometimes I do.


(but screaming your name through the storms and rain never brings you closer)


Wow, thats a bummer Romeo.

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Forever obsessed with this book slash bit from it.

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So true so true. Feat. my legs (I took this in a museum in Paris).

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Thats me, the feminist.


Boy have I.


Only God knows.


Accidentally took this on a bus in Boston.


Took this on purpose on a bus in France.

Okay I’m gonna go finish my loads of math homework. I really do hate Mondays.

XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Listen to this song Sydney and I are obsessed with Foals – Milk and Black Spiders

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100 Things To Do If You’re Sad

Dear Reader,

I advise you to do these things on rainy days (I’m not talking about the weather). Bookmark this article or link it or whatever the kids are doing these days, and open it when you’re feeling sad.

1.) Use up a whole stick of Post-Its. Write names, poetry, phone numbers, dates. Stick them around your room.

2.) Drink orange juice. Eat fruit. Buy some soup. I don’t know. Just eat or drink something that makes you feel better.

3.) Put on too many clothes. Several jackets, your favorite pair of sweats and some fuzzy socks ideally. (Sydney taught me this. It works I swear.)

4.) Take a bath. Sylvia Plath said it best: « There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them » (The Bell Jar ). Get some candles, and put on your December playlist.

5.) Look up pictures of dinosaurs. They are so cool.

6.) Watch a French movie. I suggest Amélie or Joyeux Noël or Les Choristes or Populaire. (Subtitles are a thing if you don’t speak French.)

7.) Know that when I was in 7th grade, I was real into purple eyeshadow, and I also thought saying « groovy » was hip with the kids.

8.) Eat a whole cup of ice.

9.) Google photos of skylines. I prefer the New York City one, but whatever floats your boat. There’s just something about all those little lights dotting sky rises that will remind you of other people’s existence, and that reminder will be calming somehow. (Some of those simmering dots are probably having bad days too.)

10.) Roll down a hill.

11.) Put on a dress that makes you feel important. Go downtown and walk around.

12.) Remember that just as the leaves grow back green after winter, so, too, will you overcome the cold. It’s a metaphor – you can and will start fresh. You, too, will be green.

13.) Read the best thing you ever wrote. Be proud of yourself for writing it.

14.) Listen to this song: The Postal Service – Turn Around.

15.) Wear a grey jacket. Put the hood up.

16.) Study the solar system. Outer space is fascinating. Did you know that Jupiter’s rings are made of dust? You, too, can make beautiful things out of dead cells.

17.) Close your eyes and pretend that every bit of your body is melting into the earth. (This is how I fall asleep every night. It’s so nice.)

18.) I know that some days the reminders of human existence (coughs and whispers and tapping toes) will grate on your ears, but they should also remind you that you are existing too.

19.) Apply way too much lotion.

20.) Sit somewhere with a good view of the freeway. As the cars go by, think about how each car belongs to somebody who might like chocolate and rainy days too. Realize that we all might be more similar than you had originally thought.

21.) Make cinnamon toast (Mix butter and cinnamon and spread on toast. Put toast in toaster. Eat hot.)

22.) Put your favorite sweater into the dryer for 10 minutes and then put it on. Go watch The Office.

23.) Find a marker and draw all over your body. On your thighs on your toes on your wrists. Draw butterflies and stripes and castles. It’s real fun.

24.) Put the Pandora Christmas Station on. I don’t care if it’s July. Deck the halls anyways.

25.) Sharpen all of your pencils.

26.) Make an exercise playlist and go for a run. Let the air seep into your skin.

27.) Have a Harry Potter marathon.

28.) Jump on your bed. Throw pillows at the wall. Let it happen.

29.) Listen to your favorite album from start to finish. I would choose Plans (Death Cab For Cutie), AM (Arctic Monkeys), or Mind Over Matter (Young The Giant). Turn the volume all the way up.

30.) Email your favorite author and tell them how they changed your life. Maybe send them something you wrote.

31.) Google Earth stalk Amsterdam or Istanbul or Vienna.

32.) Put a ribbon in your hair. You can’t be sad if you have a ribbon in your hair.

33.) Look at photos from middle school. Self-five yourself for not looking like that anymore.

34.) Put raspberries on each of your fingers and then eat them all as quickly as possible. (Do you get my reference?)

35.) Print a map of your city or neighborhood or wherever, and circle all the places where you were once happy. The park where you ran barefoot on Saturdays. The convenience store where all the kids used to buy sour candy after school. Your first boyfriend’s house. Can you go back to any of these places?

36.) Decide what color you want to paint your future apartment.

37.) Write with a fountain pen. If you do not have a fountain pen, that is probably why you are sad. Go buy yourself a fountain pen.

38.) Make black out poetry.

39.) Take a picture of the sky and tape it to your ceiling. Take a similar picture every day you feel sad and compare the skies. How many are grey? How many are blue?

40.) Go to a museum you have never been to before. Get close enough to the paintings that you can see the brushstrokes (wonder if the artist ran his fingers over the painting once it dried).

41.) Make a mood board and hang it up on your wall.

42.) Take something you are really passionate about and write about it. Type five pages about why feminism, giraffes, or blankets are important.

43.)  Take Photo Booth photos with your cat. You actually don’t even need to be sad to do this. I take about 10 per week. Example below.

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44.) Shave your legs and wash your sheets. Then get in bed and try to be sad. Try. Yeah. It’s impossible.

45.) Go to which plays rain and thunder noises and close your eyes.

46.) Look at your horoscope. Believe it when it says things will get better and that you “are the reason butterfly hairpins and parachute pants have made a comeback” (mine actually said this today. I don’t know what it means, but I’m flattered).

47.) Try to eat a lemon plain without sugar if only to remind yourself that nothing, not even your life and some of the people in it, is more sour than a lemon plain without sugar.

48.) Buy a balloon and write what is upsetting you on it. Let it go.

49.) Drink coffee. Or tea. Put in the perfect ratio of milk to sugar.

50.) Put on a whole bunch of makeup. Look at yourself in the mirror. Realize that you look better without it.

51.) Curl your hair even if you have nowhere to go.

52.) Straighten the curls you just spent an hour twirling. Pretend you are smoothing out your problems. (Note: I recommend only doing this once in a while because it is not ideal for your hair – albeit quite satisfying.)

53.) Make a daisy chain. A really long one. Leave it on the ground in the shape of a heart.

54.) Bake cupcakes for your neighbor.

55.) Cry.

56.) Stop crying once you begin to fear for your body’s water percentage.

57.) Take a sheet of colored paper, (I prefer green for this) and cover it with your favorite lyrics. Tape it above your bed.

58.) Type a note to someone who made you sad. Tell them they’re a horrible person for making you sad. Write it with Caps Lock on. Use bad words if you need to. Then read it out loud. To your mirror. To your cat. Just make sure someone knows how dark grey that person made you feel. And then delete it slash them from your life.

59.) Take your favorite fruit and dip it in your favorite kind of jam. I suggest pears in raspberry jam, but you do you.

60.) Make a mixtape/CD for yourself. Not a playlist. An old-school mixtape. Burn it onto a music playing thing, (is there a word for this? who knows?) and then see #84.

61.) Draw something. It doesn’t have to be good. Just distract yourself. Sketch your thumb. Doodle 200 daisies on lined paper. Trace someone else’s hand.

62.) Paint your nails a color you haven’t painted them in a while. While you’re at it, paint your toes that shade too.

63.) Know that by the end of the day, your blood will have traveled 168,000,000 miles and you will have spoken about 48,000 words. Thats 6,720 times around the world and a book.

64.) Close your eyes and pretend you are where you really want to be.

65.) Write a letter in cursive to someone you love.

66.) Do one of those old-school, green facials. Find a recipe online.

67.) Read Paper Towns by John Green. Appreciate this quote: « That’s always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste. »

68.) Make sure that you have been picking your cereals based on taste instead of color. (Figuratively of course. But I guess literally, too, if thats a problem you have?)

69.) Watch this video.

70.) Make lemon water and drink it chilled.

71.) Pet your pet. (Disclaimer: this only works if you have a pet.)

72.) Call somebody you haven’t talked to in a while. Tell them what you miss about them. Remind them of a time they made you feel whole again. Thank them for picking up the phone.

73.) Buy yourself flowers if you don’t have someone to do it for you. Walk around and wonder if people are wondering if you have a significant other.

74.) Think of the last time you were genuinely happy. Figure out why, and see if you can get that feeling back.

75.) Paint a thing and mail it to someone.

76.) Re-read your favorite childhood book.

77.) Cook a big dinner for your parents. If you are like me and cannot cook, make them pasta and call it a day. They will appreciate the gesture.

78.) Watch one or two or six episodes of My So Called Life.

79.) Fill four pages with stream of consciousness writing. Then read them and laugh at how ridiculous the things in your head are.

80.) The poisonous people are slowly dissolving from your memory. They aren’t as important as they were yesterday, and maybe in a year, you won’t think about them at all. Seven months even. You will find new people to mess you up, and they will be blushing and lovely. Stop responding to empty, grey apologies. They aren’t worth your Sunday nights any more.

81.) Get a haircut. Not anything you’ll regret, just something that will make you feel lighter.

82.) Wear loose clothing.

83.) Wear tight clothing.

84.) Put your tape/CD in your car and go for a drive. To your old preschool, to a bookstore, to the beach.

85.) Buy yourself a new pair of sunglasses for when the sun comes back out. Again, I’m not talking about the weather.

86.) Do what I did once. Make a blog and share your random thoughts with the world. Maybe people will read them and care (thank you for reading and caring).

87.) Make your favorite kind of tea and put it in your favorite mug. Sit on your bed and look through old photographs.

88.) Read some Shel Silverstein poems. I know you have Where The Sidewalk Ends somewhere on your bookshelf.

89.) Read old messages. Laugh about how much things have changed. Chances are, it’s all quite funny if you think about it.

90.) Look up what time it is in another country. Think about what the sky looks like there. Are the people eating breakfast? Is it dark enough for kids to go skinny dipping? Is everyone asleep except for people working the night shift in hospitals and heavy-lidded people in love?

91.) Find a jumprope in your garage. I know you have one somewhere. Jump until you feel like you don’t ever want to jump ever again.

92.) Teach yourself how to yo-yo or juggle or something else cool.

93.) Finally figure out how to make those fancy weaved bracelet things. You know what I’m talking about.

94.) Know that in Rennes, France, there is a man who wipes the fog off bus windows for people so they can see outside. Know that if you sat next to him, he would do the same for you.

95.) Watch Tavi Gevinson’s Ted Talk.

96.) Rearrange the furniture in your room. Maybe you need the blue couch against the wall.

97.) Mix frozen raspberries and yogurt in a blender. Homemade frozen yogurt. Bam.

98.) Email me ( I check my blog email quite a bit (7-8 times a day. It’s a bit compulsive I admit. I might have a problem.) and am always always happy to cheer you up. I might even send you photos of kittens depending on how bad it is.

99.) Hang black-and-white pictures up on your wall.

100.) Just as traffic lights turn from red to green to yellow and twelve-year-olds start putting on mascara when they turn into thirteen-year-olds and we all start caring less and less about birthdays, the world around you is shifting. Things will change, and they will get better.

XX, The Girl in the Little Black Dress

P.S. Comment what you do when your sad slash if you do any of these things slash if you plan on doing any of these things.

(Oh and have a fantastic Friday.)

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