w e d d i n g

in a chest in oklahoma, i found one of my great, great

 grandmother's wedding dresses.

yes. wedding. dress.

it was old, slightly eerie, and perfect. just my size.

i danced around the yard in it and my mother snapped these pictures.

because i am the only one that would ever fit it, it's mine now. 

i also ran away with an old typewriter.

bliss.