tea party with chaos

As a child, one of my favorite, most magical memories was having a tea party with imaginary tea and imaginary crumpets and treats. When visiting my grandmother in Nashville, TN, we would often sit together pretending to be of only the highest of classes, drinking the most expensive of teas. Pinky’s out and eyebrows raised, we would partake in the gossip of the town, giggling uncontrollably.

This series is an homage to that time of my life, that younger self, and the playfulness that I refuse to let go of even in the chaos of this world.