american honey

“I mean, I figured that ‘face model’ meant you wanted just my face - I kinda deduced that much on my own,” Fiona replied slowly, while staring at the blonde in a contemplative manner, wondering what would be in it for her if she did allow the woman to do as she wanted to her face. She rarely, if ever, did favors for free - that just wasn’t how she operated. “You’re right, that’s a pretty big favor you’re asking me. That’s an hour of my time you’re wanting - an hour that I could be using to talk to one of my contacts, to help me track down this old antique clock that I have a buyer patiently waiting for in Upstate New York. Time is money, sweets, so tell me…would this favor of yours pay?” No money, no deal - a motto she’s lived her life by since she was a child.

Lips pursed together as she listened to the other woman, Honey nodded slowly, quite surprised that the other woman thought she would paying. “I ain’t gonna pay you.” She admitted with a shrug. “I literally said favor.” Honey added, shoulders shrugged again. “Besides if I’d had money to spend, I would’ve hired an actual face model. And definitely wouldn’t have asked a woman with too much attitude.”

there was nothing about honey’s answer that came as a surprise to juniper, but the moment that the woman put her hand on her chest to take a moment of silence to remember the once very much alive and famous dog, juni let out a belt of laughter. “oh god!” she said in between laughs before she started apologizing for laughing. “i could stand behind that, we could also bring back the early 2000s super low rise jeans, and von dutch hats.”

“What?” Honey shrugged, chuckling as well. “Don’t bother laughin’, you know I am right.” She shrugged again, this time playfully. “I still wear those hats sometimes.” She admitted with a sheepish smile. “They ain’t that bad.”

@amorestart​

The brunette sat at a table in Mama Rose’s Cafe eating her lunch, she’d just gotten off work and needed something besides hospital food. She worked on her slice of pizza, looking out the window before looking at the person across from her. “Happy New year” she said with a chuckle, “Are you as ready as I am for this year to be over?”

Honey shrugged her shoulders, she wasn’t necessarily excited over the upcoming year. “Happy new year.” She mirrored the brunette’s chuckle, taking a sip from her coke. “Eh. I don’t think the new year would any different.”

❛❛ DON’T MIND THE SMELL i’ve showered six times and still can’t shake the smell of grease and smoke. ❜❜  Milo smiled apologetically, fingers running through the strands of his still damp hair despite the furious attempts at towel drying his hair after finishing his shift. Their last call had been a kitchen fire, someone’s child had tried cooking their parents breakfast in bed and by the time Milo had reached the house, the breakfast in question had resembled charcoal more than it did bacon. The family made it out unscathed, the only harm done was a blow to their son’s pride — and the pieces of bacon that had been burned to a cinder — but Milo was certain he wouldn’t be stepping near another oven anytime soon. @amorestart​

OPEN: @amorestart​ LOCATION: COFFEE WITH LOVE

juni had been scrolling through instagram for most of the morning, she’d been contemplating on a huge decision that would be either a really incredible idea or she’d really regret it and find it too much. but as she sipped her coffee and nibbled her biscotti, she looked up at her friend and asked, “if you were to get a dog, or had to choose any dog in the world to get - no questions asked, just off the top of your head - what kind of dog do you think you’d get?” because hey, it didn’t hurt to have a few options readily available when she was making her decision, right?

Lips pursed together at the question, she rolled her shoulders into a nonchalant shrug, without putting too much thought into her words (which was a terrible habit of hers), she opened her mouth to answer. “Chihuahua for sure.” There was a reason of course. “Just like the one Paris Hilton had. Rest in peace Tinkerbell.” She pouted, hand rested against her chest. “She will be missed.”

honey arizona davison • 24 • she/her • beautician • the lanes

Ange: This bitch right here and everyone we pick up along the way

Ange: A tight dress, come over so we can get ready together

Honey: imma find something to wear and i'll be right there

Ange: HONEY BUN

Ange: You are coming out clubbing with me and a few other girls

Ange: No more boredness we're gonnnaaaa party!

Honey: except i am broke lol. we gonna beg some guy to buy me drinks LMAO

Tereik wasn’t totally sure about that, he didn’t think he was the worst looking guy, but there were aspect of his face that he wasn’t exactly a fan of and he couldn’t see why she’d stop him, but if she was desperate, the least he could do was help.  He’d been out with his daughter, but she’d fallen asleep in her stroller and he didn’t have anything else to do for now while the almost two year old napped.  “If you’re sure you can stand to stare at me for that long…my eyes are a little…buggy and I definitely need to shave, but I don’t mind helping you out.”

“Jeez, don’t say that about yourself.” Honey shushed him, widening her eyes. “Your eyes are just fine. However, I agree with shaving part, you wouldn’t want to have glitter all over your beard. Just sayin’.” 

“Shit’s too much effort,” Emma said with a shrug. “The only kind of fun makeup for me is SFX stuff, like when I’m putting gory shit on my face for Halloween or something.” Now that was took skill and art. Not that she’d necessarily tell Honey that she didn’t consider regular makeup art.

“Thanks. What? — no, I haven’t heard anything. Well, I haven’t been on twitter lately. Did Trump finally decide to nuke Denmark or something?”

“You are like, the laziest person I know and this is comin’ from me.” Honey teased. Her eyes immediately rolled once Emma brought up SFX though, why did people only consider that as an art form?  Most SFX artists started their career as normal make up artists. There was no point of wasting too much product when it wasn’t necessary, so she didn’t sit and practice special effects looks in her spare time. 

max : you know like our numbers are identical except for the last digit , it's the number after mine

max : i can't say i've seen it on a stall recently

honey: oh dang i haven't noticed that, they really are

honey: well bless because i've been a victim of a prank. an asshole put my number on a bathroom stall and put call it for a good time next to it