Up in flames we have slowly gone

Five candles, a flashlight, a matchbook, a camera.

My sister took these photos of me.

I repeat, I (unfortunately) cannot take credit for these.

She worked wonders with my...underdeveloped modeling skills.

My ends are SO SO SO dead from bleaching them this summer. 

Also, my hair is not usually this...straight. 

But this is what I get when I experiment with my half-broken straightener.