The Summer Camp Lookbook / Photography by Colin Leaman
Lovin’ on this summer camp vibe.
Job-wise, where do you see yourself in 10 years? Dream big! Karl Largerfeld’s live-in cat nanny. I really believe Choupette and I are kindred spirits.
“I’m going to rapid-fire you some band name ideas, and you give me a gladiator.” Tim takes a rolled-up legal pad out of his back pocket, smoothing it out on one thigh.
“Y’know, the…thing,” he says vaguely, giving up a thumbs up and then turning it downward.
“Oh. Right. Okay, go.”
“You can’t call your band Joanna Newsom. That’s misleading.”
“I only respond to gladiatoring.”
Frowning, you give in and point your thumb toward the floor.
“Okay, so that’s one vote no on Joanna…” He crosses that out on his pad, shaking his head. “How about Dad Jokes? Young Dads? Teen Dads? Teen Dads but spelled with a z at the end? Daddy’s Little Girl?” You keep your thumb pointed down the whole time. “Yeah, you’re right. Daddy’s Little Girl creeps me out.” He crosses lines out furiously.
The Swim Lookbook / Photography by Colin Leaman
Obsessed. If I ever go to the beach this summer, this is what I will live in.
SPICE GIRLS WE WISH EXISTED
Jobless Spice: Jobless Spice technically has a job since she’s in the Spice Girls, but Jobless Spice will brush your hair and feed you crackers as you bemoan your own crappy job situation and scream, “Lena Dunham made a career out of being a jobless college grad so why can’t I?”
Not-So-Sporty Spice: Sporty Spice, you were great, but let’s be real—exercise is terrible. We need someone like Not-So-Sporty Spice to tell us that running four minutes on a treadmill while eating a donut is absolutely enough exercise for the week. And then she will buy us cake.
Awkward Spice: I would say all us awkward people of the world need an Awkward Spice to look up to, but lucky for us she already exists and her name is Lana Del Rey.
Cat Lady Spice: Cat Lady Spice has 100 cats and drives in a car shaped like a cat and has 100 tiny Ikea beds that she tucks her cats into every night, and she does this for you, so that after you look at her, you will never feel bad about feeding your four cats Fancy Feast from crystal dishes ever again.
Average Spice: Posh Spice was absolutely lovely and tall and a good wearer-of-clothes. Which is fine. But now that we’ve all come to the realization that we will never have Gucci dresses, we need an Average Spice. The Spice Girl who will go shopping at Forever 21 with you and be equally horrified when the Hot Cheetos run out. Girl power, man.
Pick Your Party: After Party / Photography by Colin Leaman
Grunge princess </3