the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell

"champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends" - Tom Waits

I've been listening to a lot of Tom Waits lately. Real talk.

My friend, Kamni, took this portrait of me whilst I was in Brooklyn. I quite like it (and I don't like too many photographs of myself, but truly, who does?). I think it represents me perfectly. It's completely raw; unmade up, dressed down, completely myself, and chilled out. If I remember correctly, that day it was snowing and absolutely beautiful outside. I cherish those days, where you can sit inside, drink a cuppa coffee or tea, and chat with your real friends. Nothing more, nothing less.