An almost forensic account of the folly of late feminine youth (subsoecies: party girl). The music choices evocatively heighten the theatricality. Feeny-Williams imbues her narrator with a nostalgia that's unflinching, unapologetic, and without regret. If anything, there's a battle-worn optimism rising from the embers of tiny dresses, noise, and an estwhile hope that's vastly different than the hope that comes later on.
An almost forensic account of the folly of late feminine youth (subsoecies: party girl). The music choices evocatively heighten the theatricality. Feeny-Williams imbues her narrator with a nostalgia that's unflinching, unapologetic, and without regret. If anything, there's a battle-worn optimism rising from the embers of tiny dresses, noise, and an estwhile hope that's vastly different than the hope that comes later on.