Misshapes

“I went to Misshapes 8 times max and it formed most of my identity for at least eight years. Getting on the weekly Misshapes photo blog was the Vanity Fair best dressed lisy of indie sleaze (and I did! In a polka dot sweater with a crispy white collar and no pants.) This book brings me back to a virginal (literally) time when I was rediscovering the city I grew up in and forming my own ideas about what mattered.”