I woke up this morning and chose not violence, but peace. I’m sure its old news that I’m interested in social media: I endlessly scroll through Pinterest, post daily on Instagram, and have a YouTube channel. This girl is obsessed with everything social media! After talkiing to one of my friends about how hard it is to grow on Instagram, and how weird it is that eventhough I had a larger following than about a year ago, it wasn’t really growing within my deired community (which is fashion, if you haven’t picked up on that by now). Most people following me were fake/empty accounts or random men who did nothing…
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a love letter to the parrots
I moved to Amsterdam in August and wrote this poem in my first week here. A lot has changed, everything is better, i don’t miss anyone, and it turns out there are parrots in this strange city (right outside my apartment window, even). They remind me that there is good in everything. Maybe reading my words will help you in some way xx the parrots fly around usa black and green feather drifts down and lands on the tip of my noseits curve like a smile.when i get home i don’t brush my teeth because my mouth tastes more like you than it has in months.this is how it was…
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THE FAREWELL PARTY ON FILM
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A LIST OF THINGS YOU’LL FORGET WHEN MOVING OUT
For anyone who hasn’t seen my most recent Instagram picture by the canal or read my last post on detaching, here’s the news: I moved to Amsterdam. Yay, big girl steps. In true Antonia form, I started packing the day before and finished packing like ten minutes before leaving. Unsurprisingly, I forgot lots of stuff or simply didn’t think to bring/buy these things because they were always just available at home (and if I couldn’t find them my mom always did). So here’s a list of everything I’ve realized I’ve forgotten or still need (up til now): note: if you can’t physically bring this stuff, put it on the “buy…
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LESSONS ON DETACHING
A couple of weeks ago I was in a relatively heated and emotional argument. By that, I mean that the person I was arguing with argued back while I was close to tears, immensely offended but playing it off with shoulder shrugs and (looking back at it) annoying comments to focus the bad energy and focus away from me and back on to him. Right before another one of my defensive outbreaks, he halted, looked me right in the eye, and said “Antonia, you need to stop getting so attached.” It’s an easy sentence, it’s not loaded with emotional vocabulary and his tone wasn’t rough or rude or anything of…