fagments of frank

the time i spent in the film industry. twelve hour days. the turmoil after buffalo exchange fired me then claimed i resigned. the loneliness that came with production. being abused in the projects while working, then escaping to jill’s couch and apartment. an honest chit chat about the experiences i have from this new york hollywood. how unprofessional and unpredictable it may be.

this episode wake up with me then go to bed with me. hear my expectations of the sunshine i’m to stand in with sunscreen. i chit-chat about the currentness of my situations, night life, blood related issues, work place drama, ect. WHAT i’m excited about, expecting myself to do, who i’ve been with, how i’m doing, ect. an HONEST depiction of my days both vanilla and paprika, a podcast style week with me.

A WELCOME BACK brooklyn baby. i start this chapter with a light hearted 73 questions. a quickie question and answer about recent news and old news. life, love, lust, dreams, demons, and desires. VOGUE has always been fashion to me and this is fagment’s version.

here we are; the end. a fagments funeral. i wanted to talk about all things dead. everything that ended not so sweetly; an honest conversation just you and i. my relationship with the browns, the krascoks, the panichis, and the mchughs. the deep breath before i disappear. the tell all of the horrible catholic kids i knew and how i kept myself in such blood sucking environments. the season finale. the cliff hanger. the honesty of me. the childhood of things that i am haunted by, reminiscing on it all. the so long. the day i book my appointment for a passport and finally decide to move on. what now… i say. onto better things. love you; i guess i’m signing off after all.

an episode before the finale, i collect my thoughts on how i’ve grown. through my expression of fashion, makeup, presentation, and gender identity. breaking the boxes and simply not giving a fuck. the trauma of it all, how nyc has influenced me. where i shop, how i hate FIT students, and how it all came to be.

finally fashion. frankly fashion; fast fashion. fashion from frank. i talk about my journey when it comes to expression through the art of fashion. the meaning behind my instagram photography and portfolio. the grow, the explanation, and the excitement of being a different version of yourself everyday. explaining the craziness of my identity and presentation.

you’re invited! on gay-cation; stories of my nudeness, terrible cooking, good bud, and beautiful beaches. recorded on my new apple air pod maxs. north east maine being an escape; my comfort after years of being uncomfortable. my hopes for this years annual trip. how it became to be a tradition; who is included and who has survived.

i read some of the fucked up messages i receive being youth on hookup apps. the “love” i’ve settled for, the darkness i’ve rested in, and the men i thought i needed to please. i talk about my journey gender wise and sexuality. i start my healing process and journey of unlearning so much. this conversion therapy of it all.

the shit show you’ve been waiting for. i talk about the crazy short time i had at buffalo exchange in chelsea nyc. 23rd street. the violets of the violence. the fake of the fake. the friend i needed to survive nyc. the film/television production in i found. what brought me to now. how i got fired and survived brooklyn with minimum wage.

a nordy girl. i take about the job that finally broke me and convinced me to move to new york. i chat about the changes of environment between geracis and nordstrom. the start of being a salesman to a visual merchandiser. the crazy costumers, the style boards, and the 5 display windows of beachwood. store 227 employee 3047448. let me paint the picture of everyone i loved and hated before putting my two weeks in.