GirlHazard

the diary

16 entries

Still from entry 025 — Hot Girl Walks

Hot Girl Walks

Vol. 2 · Entry 3

A new morning routine with Lyla, an album taking shape, and a brand coming back to life.

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Still from entry 024 — Growing Pains

Growing Pains

Vol. 2 · Entry 2

Iced coffee, a journal affirmation, and the pain you experience during growth.

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Still from entry 023 — The Plague

The Plague

Vol. 2 · Entry 1

A birthday well celebrated, a cold well earned, and a velvet gown waiting in the city.

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Still from entry 022 — Goodbye for Now

Goodbye for Now

Vol. 1 · Entry 12

A farewell to twenty-two, and a look toward the next era.

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Still from entry 021 — Back in My Element

Back in My Element

Vol. 1 · Entry 11

Bananas, linen-curtain light, and the room where the writing happens.

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Still from entry 020 — The Damn Flowers

The Damn Flowers

Vol. 1 · Entry 10

A self-love journey, a glitter-sprayed bouquet, and a no-budget.

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Still from entry 019 — Baddie Season

Baddie Season

Vol. 1 · Entry 9

A sigh, a gulp of Sauvignon Blanc, and the first Thursday of September.

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Still from entry 018 — The Job I Was Born For

The Job I Was Born For

Vol. 1 · Entry 8

A year of applications, a lifetime of wanting more.

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Still from entry 017 — The Tailor from London

The Tailor from London

Vol. 1 · Entry 7

My sister's jeans, a Brooklyn bar, and a man who measured suits.

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Still from entry 016 — Strangers at the Kitchen Table

Strangers at the Kitchen Table

Vol. 1 · Entry 6

A band slept in my parents' basement. Saturday, we followed them to the city.

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Still from entry 014 — The Fair at Dusk

The Fair at Dusk

Vol. 1 · Entry 5

Bananas for breakfast, a pink dog bed for an office, and the memory of scratching the P off a Mega Pass. Some summers stay with you.

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Still from entry 011 — The Boy with the Diamond Earring

The Boy with the Diamond Earring

Vol. 1 · Entry 4

His mother wrote his name on a sticky note. I kept it in a tiny locker beside a dandelion. By October, the dandelion had rotted.

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Still from entry 010 — The Cover Band

The Cover Band

Vol. 1 · Entry 3

My instructor asked the question I'd been waiting for. I said yes before I understood what I'd agreed to.

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Still from entry 009 — The Recital

The Recital

Vol. 1 · Entry 2

The sundress was chosen. The stage called instead.

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Still from entry 001 — Light Pink Pajamas

Light Pink Pajamas

Vol. 1 · Entry 1

Six martini glasses on a tray, a DJ I would never speak to, and the blank document I finally opened at 11:30 pm.

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Still from entry prologue — Prologue

Prologue

Vol. 1

The day I ran a mile in sparkly Jimmy Choos through downtown rain to introduce her to the world.

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