#vintage collegiate

[luv-lee]

[retropopcult]

“Ames, Iowa. On the campus at Iowa State College." Photographed May 1942 by Jack Delano for the U.S. Office of the Coordinator of Information.

[susoriginals]

SAlE 50% OFF Vintage Harvest Gold Plaid Shirt Multi Color Oxford OCBD by Enro Mens Large Preppy Hipster Academia Collegiate Now $4.99

[nyc-looks]

Hannah, 23

“I’m wearing a blazer set that’s from Ledin, my shoes are from Newbella, and my earrings are vintage. I’m really inspired by 60s Japanese preppy fashion right now. I love the school uniform collegiate vibes and mixing in my femininity with lace, pearls, and bows!”

Sep 11, 2023 ∙ West Village

[fictionandfixation]

Older Bachelor headcanons!

Older Bachelor stardew headcanons because I’ve been playing lots recently! All sfw, some mentions of smoking/alcohol 💕 also please bear in mind I am no SDV expert, so sorry if these go against canon occasionally!

Harvey ☕️🔬📚

• Secret smoking habit that he would rather die than tell anyone about. Not often, but during flu season when he’s stressed, you can find him cooped up in his room with an imported cigar or a Marlboro Gold, an espresso and an Agatha Christie.

• Plays classic soul, funk, golden oldies and jazz in the foyer of the clinic on an old-timey record player, and chooses every day from his large record collection. Frequently irritates Maru with the extent of his Doris Day enjoyment.

• Kind of wide-set - very broad shoulders, and quite tall.

• Packets of salted peanuts and cookies on the clinic foyer desk which he restocks every week.

• Goes to fetch you personally from the mines or Skull Cavern sometimes when you get knocked out. And he also keeps a vintage forest green car behind the clinic to pick you up in. He hopes one day you’ll wake up on the way back and compliment his tasteful vehicle choice or notice he’s bringing you home. You don’t.

• Best friends with Evelyn. Worst enemies with George.

• Tennis player. Plays with whoever will say yes in the mountains and always manages to punt the ball into the lake somehow. Also used to be in a rock climbing club at university, and has sort of sinewy forearms as a result.

• Outrageous flirt after a few glasses of Pinot Noir, mostly because I think he’s on the spectrum but also because I think it would help him stop being quite so nervous.

• Brown suspenders. Every. Single. Day.

• Gives Jas and Vincent candy after their checkup.

• “Sweetheart/honey” as a nickname for you.

Elliott 📜🖋️🐚

• Striped. Matching. Pajamas.

• Finds, forages and cooks mussels when he needs to impress someone. And on that note, very much a French cuisine enjoyer.

• If blue cheese has no fans Elliott is dead.

• Rizz master. Silver tongue. Read so much romance when he was a teenager that it has actively become a part of his personality to be a book boyfriend.

• Very willowy and slender. Metabolism of the gods. Puts away food like it’s nobody’s business.

• Can read several languages, but just can’t master an accent so never uses them in a spoken context. Definitely a student of Latin.

• English accent headcanon! Probably spent the first couple of decades of his life in somewhere high-income like Warwickshire, or (more likely) Cornwall or Exeter, on or near the coast. I am also envisioning him as having been to an old collegiate university like Durham, or maybe a college at Oxford (Merton I reckon).

• Writes and then burns poems about everyone he’s ever been in love with. Starts keeping them when he meets you.

• Chats fashion history with Emily and Haley.

• Religious about his collection of cravat-style ties because he’s seen the Colin Firth Pride and Prejudice a few too many times.

• Frequent book club gatherings with Caroline, Marnie, Robin and Jodi (mostly because mothers love him, the main selling point here being that he has definitely read at least one Jodi Picoult book. He does not remember anything about it, he’s just glad to be invited).

“Dearest/my love” as a pet name.

Shane 🍺🍕🐓

• Snores. Very quiet about it though.

• I know a lot of people HC Harvey as oldest but I reckon it’s Shane. He also acts the most like a bitter old man whereas I feel Harvey is just ‘mature’.

• Could be convinced to grow a beard. Maybe.

• Goes for a jog three times a week. Hates it. Refuses to stop and really isn’t even sure why he does it himself any more.

• Secret Lana Del Rey enjoyer. Mainly a fan of Midwest emo, classic rock, nu metal and sometimes country but the kind of country where they sing about killing people and getting away with it.

• Raised by heavily Christian parents in the Deep South. Yes this is a Southern accent headcanon. Yeehaw.

• Lets Jas put eyeshadow on him sometimes. Shaves properly only when she wants to put makeup on him.

• Craft beer’s number one opp. Wants an ice cold tap Budweiser only, and if there isn’t enough head on it he will be asking for a refund. Not that Gus would ever do that to him.

• Has muscle with padding. Very strong, very wide in stature, but not lean at all. Biceps wider than your neck that you could (and would) use as pillows.

• Makes the most insane hangover breakfast known to man. Bacon. Pancakes. Sausage. Home fries. Butter. Syrup. You’re putting on a bit of healthy relationship weight for sure with Shane as your partner.

• “Darlin’/baby” user. “Sweet cheeks” as a joke. Kind of a joke.

Hope you guys enjoyed these!! I am down irretrievable for Older Bachelor content because I love ✨older men✨

Please let me know if you’d like some more for these characters or the other bachelors and bachelorettes!

[sethnorth]

Vintage collegiate wrestling

[ceruleanmusings]

Mason - Fashion

eventually i'll do a visual fashion post for the mason girls so i have a place to reference their styles without needing to describe everything they're wearing.

but to keep it short:

Sammi - "classy", sundresses, platforms and heels, skirts, and jumpsuits are her go-tos. if it's cute, great, if it's mint green, even better! has a makeup look, shoes, a bag, jewelry, and nails to match any and every outfit. coat slings for looks rather than actually wearing them. wears mint green, florals, gingham, and houndstooth patterns. has a metallic green cartilage earring.

Jazz - "sassy", lots of cropped shirts, loose tanks, skinny or distressed jeans, muscle shirts, cold-shoulder shirts, so. many. vans, ever-present backwards red cap, short-shorts and high-waisted shorts, knee-high socks, surfer/paradise/skater brands, tends to wear rings. goes for reds, pinks, tans/creams, and black attire. always wears dark red polish. easy makeup, foundation, eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara, dark red lips, has a metallic red eyebrow piercing.

Mel - "funky", collegiate-meets-sporty, letterman jackets, nikes, collared sleeveless shirts, high-tops, leather jackets and vests, tapered cargoes and split color jeans, lots of band tees or vintage tees, baseball jersey-style shirts and local small business pieces, tends to wear bracelets and anklets. goes for purple, black, white, tan, and gray attire. always wears black polish. easy makeup, foundation eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara, neutral lips. has a metallic purple lip ring.

Mickey - "fresh", partial to big hoodies and sweatshirts, simple jeans, overalls, doc martens (pre-style evolution, s1 + s2), punny or sarcastic graphic tees and outerwear, 90s pop culture t-shirts, jean jackets, mickey mouse shirts/patterns, hooded shirts, cuffed or skinny jeans, doc martens (post-style evolution, s3 + s4), tends to wear necklaces, mostly bowtie shapes. always wears blue, will occasionally swap in black or gray. no makeup, but if needed then just eyeliner and mascara. occasionally wears black or blue glitter polish. has a metallic blue nose ring.

[hersweetrevenge]

corey cunningham headcanons [volume two 🌈]

i want to say that i am totally normal about this man, but who would i be kidding at this point? today i bring you even more thoughts about my favourite babygirl. based partly on these two lists, here and here. more hcs can be found over in volume one, which is equally as nonsensical.

topics include: his name and how he feels about it, his gender identity and sexuality.

WARNING for mentions of child abuse, passing mentions of homophobia and transphobia. no direct mentions of smut but implications of sexual relationships are there.

[images via @/slashericons and @/shitedits]

his name, how it got picked and his thoughts

corey wallace cunningham. joan picked corey's first name from a book of baby names. no real reason other than she liked it. she'd suggested a few other to wally that he had turned down, but he doesn't have a problem with 'corey' so that's what they go with. his middle name is after his dad, and it was joan's way of trying to sweeten wally up to having a baby at all (isn't he happy he's going to have a son to carry on the family name?).

his full name was decided before he was born. joan and wally were pretty sure they were having a boy (as sure as they could have been in the mid-late 90s, when ultrasound quality wasn't as good as it is today), so they had a name ready. they did have a girl's name picked as well, just in case.

corey likes his first name well enough, there's nothing wrong with it. joan pronounces it with a pretty strong accent, which rubbed off a little on corey himself and he's never been able to shake it. he prefers the way he's heard other people say it.

he's never had a nickname. 'corey' is kind of short already. sometimes his friends say core, which he's fine with but he's not particularly attached to that. joan (perhaps surprisingly) was never big into pet names, she'll call him 'baby' or 'honey' sometimes, or 'buster' if she's scolding him (that's novel canon, don't shoot the messenger, folks).

in the run up to joan and ronald getting married, corey did wonder if they'd change their name to prevo, but it never actually gets mentioned. joan doesn't even change her surname, let alone corey's (can't have ronald thinking he's any more involved than necessary).

if corey ever got married, i think he'd be more open to changing he surname to his partners. he wants to disconnect from joan as much as possible. and even if his name is technically his dad's, he has his middle name to still keep that torch burning, so he'll happily become mr. corey [insert name here].

gender identity

corey is a man. he could never be anything else, just look at him. he has a pretty unstable sense of self though, and idolises classic american masculinity. he's vintage masc, like if james dean was built like a collegiate wrestler. he's someone who revels in gender affirming presentation and behaviour, while he's constantly emasculated at home. it's part of why he becomes so obsessed with michael - who is the pinnacle of his masculine idealisations; power, strength, control, even violence.

@slutforstabbings made this excellent post about corey's relationship to gender and his own sense of masculinity and how michael plays into that. "is it a sex thing, or a gender thing?"

i won't go too much into this next point because it just isn't within my experience or frame of reference, but i love reading about people's interpretations of corey as a transman or in some way transmasculine. in-universe, i'm not sure what the ramifications would be for that being his identity, i'm not sure if joan would be supportive or if corey would even have the means to transition in the way he wants to. but, from a literary perspective, i can absolutely see joan being pleased to have a son rather than a daughter. "difficult daughters of difficult mothers" are often portrayed as two (indignantly) similar people who resent each other, whereas "passive sons of overbearing mothers" is in a whole other ballpark; joan would be delighted to have a son she can manipulate and emasculate into being a good momma's boy.

sexuality and labels

corey is bisexual, but to be honest he doesn't really label himself at all. the need to think of a label has never really come up so he never bothered with one, he just deals (or doesn't deal) with his attraction as and when it happens.

he knows the "main", broad labels people use, it just somehow bypasses him that one might apply to him, even when he reaches the point where he fully acknowledges that he's attracted to a lot of different people, for a lot of different reasons.

he experiences attraction to different genders very differently. because he hasn't put a name to what he feels yet (or ever), a lot of his early crushes (or squishes) never really registered to him. he's had crushes on men and women since he was a teenager, but it's not until he actually gets a chance to act on any of those feelings that it even occurs to him that he swings both ways.

he's a daddy issues cliché, but he does have a thing for older men. seeking all the validation and approval and attention that he never got while growing up. he feels like there's something safe about older men, even if that security is misplaced. but fear not !! he's a mommy issues cliché too !! the only way he's ever learned to love someone is obsessively. he has a tendency to put a lot of his emotional needs onto his s/o. he won't mean to, and he certainly doesn't want his girlfriend to be his mom, but joan would frequently cross emotional boundaries so he's not totally clear on which lines are for which relations.

(if roger and theresa asked him to, he'd absolutely be their third, no questions asked)

is he open about his orientation?

not really, but it's not strictly speaking a "secret" either. he hasn't told anyone, but it's also just never come up before. i don't know if he'd ever feel the need to come out.

haddonfield itself is not exactly a liberal metropolis, but it's also not a right-wing nightmare town either; most LGBT+ residents just go about their lives without much trouble, but the chances of someone on the street being homophobic/transphobic are never zero.

he does have a bit of a crisis about it at around his junior year, which is the first time he realises what he feels for his physics teacher might not be just wholesome, academic admiration. but it also makes something click in his brain and he's pretty quick to come to terms with it. also, he realises he won't actually have to deal with any of the possible implications of what he thinks is going on for one reason and one reason alone: joan.

joan pitches a fit at even the smallest inkling of a crush, even just with girls, so it's safe to say his feelings for boys is something he'll likely never bring up to her (unless the day comes where he can be out of that house and living his own life). although he knows ronald's a good guy, he'd never think to come out to him, they just aren't close enough.

corey actually never admits to any crushes, regardless of gender, not even to his friends. he's a bit "girl crazy", always has a crush but never acts on it, and you'd seriously have to waterboard that info out of him. he also falls victim to crushing on one of the only out guys in school, imagining what would happen if he ever got the guts to speak to him at one of the parties he sneaks out to. but that crush passes quickly when corey's attention drifts to a girl in his homeroom, and then to the football team's quarterback, and then to his lab partner. he has a bit more of a chance at community college, and he don't think he'd deny it, but he's so hesitant to embark on any sort of relationship that he's honestly just taking what he can get anyway.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Prom at the Packer Collegiate Institute, a private girls' school in Brooklyn Heights, 1954.

Photo: Center for Brooklyn History Facebook

[tinybrightthings]

22 Classic Films to Give You Vintage Autumnal Vibes

Whether it's going back to school, watching sports, or just wanting to get into the Autumn mood, here's a list of classics to help you do so.

*I went for anything pre-1985 for those who were looking for something more on the vintage/retro side. I also tried to pick from a selection of different genres to suit whatever mood you might be in.

--------

Animated:

Bambi (1942)

The Fox and the Hound (1981)

It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown (1966)

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (1949)

Comedy:

The Freshman (1925)

Horse Feathers (1932)

The Trouble with Harry (1955)

Drama:

All That Heaven Allows (1955)

Autumn Leaves (1956)

Late Autumn/秋日和 (1960)

The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner (1962)

Rocky (1976)

Horror/Fantasy/Thriller:

The Dark Secret of Harvest Home (1978)

Halloween (1978)

The Hound of the Baskervilles (1939)

Something Wicked This Way Comes (1983)

Musical:

College Humor (1933)

Good News (1947)

Grease (1978)

Her First Romance (1940)

Let's Go Collegiate (1941)

Meet Me in St. Louis (1944)

[susoriginals]

SAlE 70% OFF Vintage Red Wine Plaid Shirt Long Sleeve Oxford OCBD Enro Men's Medium Collegiate Preppy Dark Academia was $10 on SALE for $2.99

[nyc-looks]

Eiligh, 23 Gemma, 20

Eiligh, 23: “The bulk of my wardrobe is either thrifted or made by me. The sweater is from Nomadic Traders, I lifted the hem bc I am very short, the sequined top is thrifted, the skirt is from Autography, my shoes are Obeo, and the blue top is a piece I made inspired by Regency Spencers. I made my necklace, and the earrings were made by a friend who does traditional Meti beading. I am consistently inspired by historical dress, clowns, handcraft, and love to dress eclectically.”

Gemma, 20: “I’m wearing a wool sweater and pleated skirt I made, and a vintage varsity cardigan with a Bettie Page pin. I’m also wearing black bows, a hankie from my best friend and Memery heels. I’m inspired most by butch/femme lesbian contemporary & historical styles, and my constant love of 1920s collegiate style and 1920s-1950s fashion overall.”

Mar 4, 2024 ∙ Garment District

[jules-has-notes]

behind the scenes of Camp A Cappella 2016 with VoicePlay

One of VoicePlay's favorite parts of being performers is working with other performers. In particular, they love doing educational outreach with students. So when the organizers of Camp A Capella asked them to be the featured artists for the summer of 2016, they jumped at the chance. Working with hundreds of middle schoolers, high schoolers, collegiate singers, eager adults, full-time music educators, and their fellow professionals sounded like an awesome time.

.

A couple weeks in advance, the guys let non-campers know that there was an opportunity to appear in the music video they would be filming with the kids. Footage from the concert that would be part of the production process was open to the general public.

View this post on Instagram

A post shared by VoicePlay (@thevoiceplay)

.

Day 1

Once they settled in, they headed out for dinner at a local Tex-Mex place with the staff. They were reunited with many members of their Sing-Off family, and other friends:

Deke Sharon — Camp co-founder; CASA / CARA founder; prolific vocal arranger; Sing-Off competition & tour music director

Chris Diaz — solo delivery vocal instructor; bass from The Exchange (Sing-Off season 5, 2015 Sing-Off tour)

Rachel Chalhoub — running & teaching video production; beatboxer from Element (Sing-Off season 4)

Tony Huerta — running & teaching live audio production; proprietor of Sonic Audio studio; beatboxer from Urban Method (Sing-Off season 3); sound engineer for 2015 Sing-Off tour

Richard Steighner — vocal percussion instructor; beatboxer from Street Corner Symphony (Sing-Off season 2, 2015 Sing-Off tour); alumnus of Eleventh Hour

Drew Wheaton — barbershop instructor; tenor from Forefront barbershop quartet (opened for the streamed 2015 Sing-Off tour show in Louisville, KY)

Hannah Juliano — solo delivery vocal instructor; mezzo & director for Berklee College's Pitch Slapped (Sing-Off season 2); mezzo from Delilah (Sing-Off season 3); mezzo & asst. music director from Vocalosity; frequent VoicePlay arrangement collaborator

Brody McDonald — Camp co-founder; director of Eleventh Hour; director of Kettering National A Cappella Festival

Eleventh Hour — host group for Kettering National A Cappella Festival; opened for 2015 Sing-Off tour in Troy, OH & VoicePlay's show in Dayton, OH the previous year

.

Day 2

The guys were maybe a little excited.

The first session of the morning was spent rehearsing with the campers to help them learn their parts, and then recording their backing vocals for inclusion in the final "Don't Stop Believin'" video.

.

They also recorded the portions of the video where the campers and VoicePlay enter the big open atrium space and gather in a big cluster while they sing.

.

Before the concert, they gathered to rehearse a little more, and went over the plan for the portion of that evening's show that would be recorded for the music video, with Deke providing a gentle reminder for the campers to be mindful of the other audience members even as they were having fun singing for the cameras.

.

And then it was showtime!

The guys put on their usual fun performance, with an added break to get plenty of footage for the eventual music video.

VoicePlay in concert at Camp A Cappella — photos by John D., VoicePlay, & Deke Sharon

.

After the concert, the guys did their customary meet & greet session.

Vintage Mix, a barbershop quartet comprised of fraternal quadruplets, performed for the guys during their turn in line.

Layne made sure to give a shoutout to the Fillies, who had headlined the year before.

.

The camp staff compiled a highlight reel for each day, and this one has quite a lot of footage that also ended up in the finished music video.

.

Final note / plea: Eli was fairly active on VP's Periscope account during their time at Camp, but I failed to download those videos before Twitter wiped the public-facing servers. If anyone has copies, or knows where they can still be accessed, please feel free to add that info yourself or let me know.

[soranihimawari]

Cover me in Diamonds

Based on @iinoruu ‘s art of the Miya Twins from the new Cartier campaign.

Pairing: model!miya twins x photographer!reader

“The Miya twins were first discovered straight out of their high school graduation. Apparently an agent was a family friend of another student attending the ceremony who absolutely terrified their mother at first meeting her: she was taking photos of her son and asking classmates to take some of her with her boys when he had approached her. Despite scaring her, he backed up his claim of being a talent scout via handing her a business card. Her sons were debating—more like arguing—whether or not they should give the agency the stranger represented.

Well, that was close to six years ago and the rest, as they say in the west, is history. The fresh twinning faces graced indie brand companies as well as being breakout new models for high end designers. Everyone in the business wanted to work with either Miya Atsumu or his brother, Miya Osamu. If you could book them together? You’d be the diamond gem of your haus. It’s even rumored that Miya Atsumu, in his spare time still teaches kids volleyball, and though he doesn’t play as often, his friends still made him an honorary jersey for the division club: MSBY. Alas, if you liked the gentle, yet firm side of men, you’d probably be describing Miya Osamu. Since being a model, this Miya has been seen endorsing local food spots all around Hyogo. Until he had announced a year and a half ago he would be taking a break to pursue the culinary arts and boy did he excel. Sure, modeling career is what the twins were known for, however, they never forgot their passions before they were famous.

As for their mom? She enjoys living in the countryside nowadays, teasing her boys about the latest dating rumor of all the Billy Jeans that stop by their home town claiming their child was sired by either of her boys. Yet, she thanks them for adding to their family house by remodeling it from the base up. The old tiles and their height charts are still right outside the boys—young men now— rooms. Mama Miya is said to prefer her original jeans and white shirt looks, but of course she doesn’t mind wearing the earrings from Tiffany’s Osamu got her for Christmas two seasons ago and the Burberry sunglasses with matching ascot from the vintage rebranding line shipped first class from Atsumu either.

To their core, the Miya family has done an excellent job of restoring and retelling the dream of the cult classic rags to riches,”— the editor reads the most updated and popular take of the article which your desk had written.

The editor smiles, humming their approval before asking you, your opinion.

“You went to the same high school as them, did you not?”

With as loud as the bullpen is at a high end and we’ll respected magazine, the utter silence astounds you. No one, and you made sure absolutely no one, knew of this. You went so far as to beg your roommate to change your home city to match a different one than your ID card. The ears around you were quietly demanding you to answer and alas you tilt your head to the side about to confirm or deny.

“I did,” you say this clear as a bell.

The bullpen erupts with shouts and questions so obnoxiously personal you thought they were paparazzi! These were your colleagues for almost five years (one of those years being a break from university art school) post collegiate graduation and now they treat you like a god amongst the people because you actually knew the Miya twins prior to their ticket to fame. You refrain from telling anyone else that you are related to the now deceased agent, your uncle, who discovered them.

The five o’clock chimes were going off when the office finally thins out with you promising, more like ‘voluntold’ to finish more stories about high school with the famous models. You’re always one of the last ones out of the building because you head to the photographer labs. Your craft, your signature pieces, your one of a kind print portfolio is there. Turning on the lights, you place your personal belongings down and pinch the bridge of your nose after you take a deep breath and scream into a pillow from your photographer neighbor on the exhale to muffle it.

“I wasn’t popular, not by a long shot,” you mutter closing your eyes. You move to straighten your back lest you want to be permanently C-shaped and you are greeted by a photo the last photographer editor did for a Cartier campaign. It was a test shot no one thought would do well, but you remember being on set that day…

It was the first day of summer. The warehouse aircon was busted, the ring lights were overheating, the foiled umbrellas weren’t cooperating and you just had to see your old lab partner and the guy who tutored you in American Modern English walk in.

You claim you’d never forgive your uncle for signing them, however you changed your tune when you noticed two very distinct kanji writings of your name. Miya Atsumu would always round out the last line with a little bird (sometimes a butterfly) where as his brother, Miya Osamu, would make little onigiris living under the dash line of your hyphenated name. You thought nothing of it until much recently: did they-could they-have remembered you? All shy and temperamental. Kind of weirded out the other interns, but to your surprise one day during a lunch break later on during this particular shoot, you heard Atsumu and Osamu talking.

“YN-chan got really cute,” the blonde says, stuffing his face with a half a ham sandwich. “Hey, remember when she was my lab partner and she scolded me for ruining her notes?”

“Because you were an asshole and left the Bunsen burner turned on way too high,” Osamu said, a chortle trying to not come out.

Atsumu sticks his tongue out. “At least I wasn’t the one who kept feeding her half my lunch because she burned her rolled eggs that morning before your tutoring session in the library!”

“At least I wasn’t t’one who couldn’t ask her to take a photo with us on graduation!”

“We didn’t even thank her for her uncle’s business card,” Osamu’s voice was serious. “Remember when mom said she didn’t have to worry anymore about making payments for our house after we got our offer letters? She was really struggling then and between jobs…”

Atsumu laughs. “We’d never seen so many 0s after a number! Even with scholarship money…”

You stand a few feet away taking test shots of what seemed to be the brick wall behind them, and you purposefully took it with them out of focus. You took four shots on your Canon DSL using 35mm film: two out of focus, and two off-center of the boys in focus. Without telling anyone, you later submitted those to a contest for the fashion magazine editorial hence why you work where you do now. The photo is widely spread online as one of the first sneak peaks into Cartier’s line for men.

Presently, while you are still agitated at the bullpen scene, you put away the developers and head home. You’re not close to the two twin stars, yet when the photographer for the next campaign shoot calls your editor’s office saying the model refuse to work with him, the photographer tells your boss the Miyas demand you take their photos:

“No buts,” your editor air quotes this to you when you’re pulled into their office. The bullpen, rather the other fashion journalists press their ears to the thick glass as you get your things together, and in a voice of finality, you choose no one else to go with you.

You pack your camera, an overnight bag when you get home, and the company car is there within an hour of seven thirty. The ride to Narita Airport, you replay everything from the last four hours of your life because my god was it a whirlwind and whiplash all at once:

Editor in Chief & Photographer Editor in Chief Office

“Congratulations YN, you’re heading to New York on a red eye flight,” is all your editor tells you with this smug look.

“I’m sorry, what?!”

The photographer editor in chief replays the message for you to hear. Atsumu and Osamu are heard arguing about how they’d only do the shoot if they get to work with you. The photographer’s assistant is on the line asking if you’re still working at the Tokyo branch of the same magazine the Cartier campaign would debut in Asia. Behind there assistant you hear Atsumu’s thunderous voice say, “without yn’s 35mm shots of us no one would take us seriously!”

The call drops and the editor in chief spreads out the various versions of your brick wall campaign test shots. The most famous one? It’s odd Atsumu and Osamu laughing nonchalantly showing of the earrings and pendant necklaces in the sunlight.

“This image, it literally launched their career and you took it anonymously! Why didn’t you say anything then?” The editor asks you.

You brush as few bangs behind your ear, “because no one would think to ask a ‘crappy intern’ to sign off on using the image, so I published it independently…” you pick up one of the blurred images.

“I landed the job here a few months after fashion week a year ago after submitting my portfolio of exclusive 35mm prints to your mailboxes…so when do I leave for NYC?”

Fourteen and a half hours later, exhausted and packing lightly for a two week trip to the United States was not easy, but when JFK shuts down half a gate so you can bypass the paparazzi, you wonder just what else the wealthy can do. You entertain the idea until you roll your photopgrahy carry on luggage and look up to see two very eager friends from your adolescence run toward you with open arms.

It’s been a year since that New York Trip. You’re in Seoul now, a solo trip that was much warranted by a certain mischievous silver haired twin’s immediate threat of, “if you won’t ask yn, I will” scenario one pre-breakfast photoshoot with his brother.

“And what about ya, huh?” Atsumu asked before taking his phone out about to text you if you had wanted to go try to visit Seoul in the spring. “Ya liked yn first…”

Osamu flicks his brother’s forehead first, “Yeah, Tsumu. That may be true, but yer the one who loved yn more.”

The blonde makes a face at his brother scowling muttering why he had to be born a twin and why couldn’t Osamu tease him later about his personal life.

“We got yn to come to New York, what’s stopping ya from sending that text? Lemme see yer phone.”

And in the midst of the brotherly struggle, Atsumu accidentally had his thumb press and slide to send, much to his horror, you reply two seconds later (ok, you replied a few minutes later)…

“Yn w-wants to go,” he said snatching his phone from his brother’s hand.

Atsumu plops down on the couch in the latest studio they are in for Calvin Klein Jeans. Osamu, mirthfully laughs, saying something or other about maybe hiring you to be the mystery woman covered in Cartier diamonds in a retro bathtub for the jeweler’s summer line as they offer you champagne on a silver tray. Atsumu excuses himself from the couch, conveniently hiding both his reddening cheeks and the one bodily reaction he’s sure no one can edit properly…

Oh, and as for you, you finally come forward as the photographer behind the amazing shot that helped boost your old classmates’ careers. You did let your employer interview you via podcast format and the transcription copies flew off the shelves. Your photographs were displayed as the editorial for the winter line the year the newer Cartier line was announced to the public. Finally, in the midst of the chaos of your name being synonymous with helping the Miya twins rise to fame, the most classiest photo of you with the boys (decked head to toe in sleek Alexender McQueen suits and Louis Vuitton shoes) is framed and hung up next to the altar for your late uncle in your house.

So, yes, you find yourself in Seoul, walking side by side with a now ash blonde Atsumu, who waits for you to stop updating his brother about the cool sights you saw via text because when you do hit ‘send,’ Atsumu is just about ready to confess a lifetime’s worth of love with a simple kiss—one he’s discovered is worth its weight in diamonds.