10/05/2026
Turns out, my spirit needed a little girlhood. 🖤
We spent the day doing hair and makeup, laughing until we couldn’t breathe, getting dressed up, being ridiculous, taking pictures and just… being girls.
And somewhere in the middle of all of it, I realized how much I needed this.
Since losing Jess, doing my hair and makeup with someone has felt different. That was our thing. So much of my time getting ready with another woman belonged to her. The talking, the laughing, the “does this look okay?”, the chaos of makeup spread everywhere. Losing her left an emptiness in places I didn’t even realize could feel empty.
Yesterday didn’t fill that space. Nothing ever will.
But it reminded me that grief and joy are allowed to exist in the same room.
I got to spend a day surrounded by women, laughing, creating, doing hair and makeup, hyping each other up and making the kind of memories I didn’t realize I’d been missing so badly.
My camera got some spooky magic, but I got a little piece of myself back.
I think Jess would’ve loved the chaos. 🖤
Here’s to girlhood, friendship, healing, and apparently running around a cemetery acting absolutely unhinged. 👻
