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Ashley Bethard

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Happy Halloween, y’all. • • • • (Can’t stop, won’t stop with the throwbacks — can’t wait to do this again!) #halloween #halloweencostume #halloweenmakeup #makeup #spookyseason #spookyszn #spooky #halloweencostumes #selfie #selfportrait #gpoy
Still witchin’. 🤷🏼‍♀️
to Brie, or not to Brie? (there’s no question.) 🧀 just reminiscing about this amazing cheeseboard I made for my mom’s visit.🤤 • • • • • #cheese #ainttooproudtocheese #cheeseboard #charcuterieboard #charcuterie #f52grams #tasty #buzzfeast #buzzfeedfood #buzzfeedfood #livefolk #liveauthentic #vsco #vscocam #food #foodie #foodporn
Arthur and Sadie send their regards. • • • • #halloween #costume #reddeadredemption2 #reddeadonline #reddeadredemption #mrage #masquerage2019 #mrage2019 #daytoninspires #happyhalloween @equitas.health #masquerade
OH HEY IT ME 👋🏼 • • • Custom illustration is by my insanely talented niece @kittyonthatbeat (give her a follow, plus you can order your own!). #gpoy #selfie #selfportrait #illustration
Whenever I have been lost, you came to me. • • It is weird to see this photo, to know I am the only one alive, to know just how many other photos are just like it, tucked away in albums or shoeboxes or yellowing envelopes of film from the drugstore: at the beach, the creek, the bay, someone’s backyard. • • I remember so much about this day: dropping large metal crab traps into the water and letting them sink to the bottom, to nestle in the muck. Tying raw chicken legs to the dock with string, then holding it carefully to wait for the vibration of something to shake me loose. The way I’d feel the crab gnawing in my fingertips, the way I’d slowly draw up the string, careful not to scare it off, before scooping it up with a mesh net. I remember arguing about who was going to kayak with who, how before we knew it it was dinner time and my uncle was raising the traps, we all ran scurrying into the kitchen, bodies smelling of baywater, hands sticky with what lived there. • • Like I said, they come back when I need them. I found this picture at the right time. I miss you both so much. ❤️❤️❤️

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Ashley Bethard

Ashley Bethard

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