“The nuance of my unaesthetic life is that, on the one hand, I would love to feel confident and shiny, photograph well and avoid feeling genuine horror at the thought of scraping together an outfit for an evening out. But on the other, everything about me is in the way of that — whether it’s my less-than-perfect mental health, my body issues, my need to be pajama-level comfortable at all times, my lackluster finances, my sexuality, my unpopular opinion (shared by grumpy boyfriends the world over) that shopping is, in fact, boring… I always seems to have a reason not to invest time, money or energy into my personal style.”