Naomi Graham
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Underneath the Bodhi tree, I wait. The sunlight shifts through the leaves, I wait. The wind flows effortlessly, I wait. The birds sing, I wait. The moon rises, I wait. Through their harsh and condescending words, I wait. The temptations at my feet, I...

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A rare instance where I really love the wide cuffs…every other piece has a bit of delicate volume/presence, and anchoring the bottom of the pants feels appropriate. Not really sure how to describe it, but I like it.