I’m only a couple of weeks into my third quarter-life crisis. I quit my stable job, again, at the end of June, with the hopes of creating a life of uncertainty and adventure. (Insert upside-down smiling emoji here.) When I make big changes like this, I tend to want to overhaul as much as I can around me, to reflect the change I’m seeking. In other words–it’s the perfect excuse to go shopping.
The Tuesday after Dev Hynes released Freetown Sound, his third album under the creative energies of his Blood Orange persona, I decided to implement change in the form of fly retro jackets and long-forgotten company baseball jerseys, courtesy of my neighborhood thrift store. I proceeded to shop, and pressed play for the first time. As I casually listened to the album on repeat, the buoyant sounds of the ‘80s matched the pieces of clothing I piled over my arm. Before I knew it, three hours had passed, every second filled with the manifestations of Hynes’ imagination and reality as a Sierra Leonean-Guyanese London native making his way in New York City.
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