365 Self Portraits


Day 116. Sunglasses at night.

That’s not cool anymore? Oh…


Day 115. Barely in Focus.

Time to switch out my contacts.

Day 114. Ponytail.

Don’t judge me.

Day 113. Test Shot.

Dang I need a tan.

Day 112. Brain Freeze.

They always come at the most inconvenient times.

Day 111. Work Boots.

Mine are so much cuter than David’s.

Day 110. So many feathers.

All up in my hair. Just call me Sacagawea. My grandma does.