Oh God, I'm awful at sports. In gym I just try and avoid getting hit in the face.

It brings me no joy and not enough comfort to dwell too much on things I've said or written or made or worn in the past.

We all have the people we follow on Tumblr whose opinions or taste we respect. And I think because you see so much more variety of opinions and everything on the internet, it's less decided that something is good or bad. It's more like we all just sort of like what we like.

My only job has been to say that you have to, try different things and let yourself become a different person, have experiences.

Some of my clothes are things that we'd play dress up with when we were little, and it's funny that now I'm wearing it like as an everyday thing. But if I say 'vintage' or 'thrifted' on the blog, there's this community of fashion bloggers and I've become sort of tight with some of them, and we like just send each other packages. If I'm thrifting and I find this great dress but it won't fit me and I won't grow into it because I'm impossibly tiny, I don't want to let it sit there. I'll buy it and send it to a friend.

One thing that I always liked about fashion was that it was tied in with music and art and film.

I feel like a young adult. In high school I never felt like my professional life and my personal life were at odds, because Rookie felt like the bridge.