I feel like my 6 years of selling vintage and my many different business ventures/jobs/blog have all led me to Backbite.
Your 20's are a strange age when so much happens and changes and confuses the living shit out of you, and then one day, it all just magically seems to click. With age comes confidence and knowledge, and I'm so grateful to be experiencing both. Getting older is very very rad. I wake up every day and am so excited to work, because the "work" part of it is actually something that I just truly love doing... and for once am not afraid to say that I'm good at. Fuck yeah, life.