I hadn’t heard of Hayibo until my husband forwarded this article to me. In a nutshell, quite a number of poor hipsters are suffering shock that their photography isn’t winning accolades in the world of fine art. You guys should read it, because it’s chock full of awesomeness, like this quote here:

“And we’re seeing a lot of injuries caused by them trying to force a spare film cartridge into the pocket of already too-tight skinny jeans.”

Aw, tragic.

In other news, guess who’s in a plane and on her way to good old Texas? Me, bitches, that’s who. And apparently I am so excited, I’ve become one of those awful people that calls everyone bitch. That’s worse than skinny jeans that sag in the butt.

Anyway, typically I visit during the spring or winter, and this marks the first time in ten years that I’ve come home during the Sweltering Season. An entire freaking decade. Holy crap you guys, my face is going to melt off. As preparation, I’ve tried to embrace the Pasadena heat the past few weeks – it usually hits a hundred, and there is a fair amount of humidity. But who am I kidding? In no way does that compare to the sweat box that is Texas during August and September.

I’m not bringing my laptop, but I will try to post from my phone this week. And if you will recall, I’m not particularly good at texting, so lord only knows what the posts will look like.