Living alone for the first time, in and out of depressive episodes, doomscrolling through the news and feeling crushed by powerlessness — this album feels like a hug, a warm blanket, someone to talk to.
This queen had the wackiest taste (in the best way). One of my favorite eras in art, people were just doing shit for the sake of it. A hat that is a shoe. A hat that's made of gloves. A gigantic cockroach brooch. Elsa was crazy for that one!!!
