Carly’s Cut, Vol. 4
November. The most important month of the year. And no, I’m not talking about gratitude season. I’m talking about my season of birth. Scorpio season came and went with the force of a full-blown Wicked: For Good cyclone, and honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. My birthday month always sends me into a spiral of reflection, everything from the past year to the past version of myself to the past contents of my closet. The usual. This November brought a wave of newness that I’m still sorting through, and all I can say is that I feel more than ready for whatever comes next.








