Floral pop crew The Meaning Of Life curates this week’s mixtape — just as McGolrick’s daffodils start peaking from the tundra. You guys: this morning I woke up to the sound of birds singing. RIP Winter.
Marta DeLeon waxes:
Bittersweet break-up pink runny colors. After the summer romance becomes melted ice in your tequila sodas you drink it all in one triumphant gulp.
I mean, rooftop margs this weekend, anyone?
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