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[wanderingguest]

+ @illbringthechaosmagic​ ( s.c. ) Everybody Hurts by R.E.M.

“If you feel like you’re alone? No, you’re not alone.”

[blackberryvision]

11 years of Blackberry Vision

It feels strange writing an anniversary post to celebrate ELEVEN, 11!! ONE ONE years of Blackberry Vision. Especially at a time like this, but it doesn’t take away from the fact that BBV turned 11 this month. And while I know this year has been limited in content, for obvious reasons, I think it’s still important to remember that I’m probably one of the oldest active blogs on all of Tumblr. I was around before “content creation” was a term, before my type of career existed, before social media was a term, before INSTAGRAM EXISTED, and before many people were even teenagers that might be following now [BBV is officially a tween!] and the overall cultural impact this 18k+ filled image Tumblr has.

This time capsule of imagery celebrates life before the pandemic. Silly stupid moments, unfiltered, uploaded at random, things that will undoubtably change moving forward. Even if it’s something as simple as a store window and how it’s presented in the future. It’s a true time capsule of life at the cusp of social and during the height of social. One that has documented life in New York for a young artist that graduated with a 200k piece of paper into the recession, to a woman that is now trying to figure out what’s next as budgets get slashed and social media gets even dumber in some cases, I still have a small bit of hope that it’ll become better. 

I’ve publicly and privately discussed that this little blog has made such a huge cultural impact and will never truly be seen as such by the masses and that’s okay. It’s like a secret magical spot that’s been #ad free, untainted, and featured a world of crazy characters and rushing to find empty streets before they became a norm due to the pandemic. I’ve made so many amazing friends through this site and am honored that anyone would take the time to want to see what I see with my phone. 

As I enter my 16th year of living in NY [August!] I have to make a decision as well, is New York worth it without the magic of “normal” New York. Can I afford to live in NY if no one is paying me a livable wage? Does NY matter if we all go remote? Does NY matter if companies say NY no longer matters? These are questions I never thought I’d have to ask myself and for once in my life, I don’t have quick witty answers to. BBV will stay, that’s a given. I’m currently hoarding a lot of photos of NY because apart of me sad and can’t seem to post them, and the other part is focused on surviving now instead of documenting it. But I’m at a strange crossroads right before my birthday [July 4th, we’re celebrating 33 again because I said so. I want a repeat on the year and since I look 27 at the most, I can do it!] that should be shared because I know I’m not alone here. I’ve always been available to chat, so don’t be scared to reach out if you need a sound board or a friend.

I’ll leave you with this: please support my new IG: shallow things. I’m really proud of how it’s been shaping up and would appreciate anyone that wants to keke about the deep thoughts on shallow things that I experience daily. I’m on all the platforms: Twitter, Personal IG, Snap [4ever!] under Julia Chesky. 

Thank you for choosing to be apart of my journey with me. I’m forever grateful and humbled by everyone’s support.

Also @staff, 11 years and you never sent me a single freaking cupcake anniversary post. What’s really good?