A Length of Taupe
My life - in its culture, its fashion, its breath - is never too far from the color of taupe. Indeed, never more than a short length away.



“even time is sold out when to the public’s “wow” and “shhh” out of a black top hat a tailed magician is pulling new york out by the ears of skyscrapers”
- Valzhyna Mort, “New York”
(translated by Frank Wright)