Last night I did what I never do. I added a movie to my Netflix queue and then instantly decided to watch it. Usually these movies sit in my queue for months before I get around to watching them. Between going to beer gardens, buying new lipstick, work, reading books, kissing strangers, etc., I just can’t always find the time.
I was browsing through Netflix, completely unsure of what I was in the mood for. I came across the Little Birds cover which I’ve scrolled past before. Once, I even read the logline:
When Lily and Alison meet three street kids and follow them to Los Angeles, they learn just how far they’re willing to go to find their freedom.
This felt pretty right for laying in my bed on a rainy night, with the lights turned low. So I dove in.
[MY REVIEW OF LITTLE BIRDS]
The photography was absolutely genius; dark enough to make you feel the despair of a girl with nothing left, yet contrasted with neon fuzzy vests and shoelaces to embody the hope we all have for teens who may not see it for themselves. The casting was perfect, with Juno Temple as the crazy girl who’d never escape & Kay Panabaker-the best friend you thought could escape, but inevitably couldn’t. I found myself missing my bad boy crushes in high school, wishing I hung out at more punk shows, and that I’d ran away while I still could, just for a little while.
So I went to bed feeling both extremely lucky, but also a little bored by life. When I got dressed today, I had Little Birds on the mind, and this is what happened:
I turned myself into a freaking floral runaway. If you’re gonna runaway, you might as well look good doing it. I wore layers to help me adjust to the hot and cold temps, boots so my feet wouldn’t get dirty in sandals (also provide more support), and brought two bags with the essentials. One is a Free People shopping bag. I love this thing because it’s so incredibly lightweight, features a super cute pattern, and fits loads of stuff. When I’ve eaten all the snacks inside, I’ll tie it around the handle of my other bag as shown below (also works while food-shopping, not just running away).
Not sure where I’m running to, I just gotta go.
…one you know, there ain’t no coming back.