Photographer Credit: Nesrine Mazjoub
“What’s your most beautiful memory?”
“I’ve never told her this, actually. My friend Jaymie and I, I think my freshman year, were going to Montana De Oro, and you know the one with the big dune? We were at the top of that and then I just remember—I was standing at the top and Jaymie starts running down flapping her arms like an idiot and is laughing and screaming and just runs straight into the ocean. I thought it was so cool; I did the same thing. I think I was in a place where I had all of these ‘Why am I so insecure’ feelings and I didn’t want to feel like that anymore. Like, why are humans are so worried about what other people think of them? Why are we all trying to fit into this mold of what everyone else wants us to be, and why are we not just, like, running down the hill into the ocean flapping our arms like an idiot? I feel that when Jaymie did that, she just gave me permission to be a free, bumbling idiot running down a hill. It was one of those things where you instantly get something…I just saw it and I had this huge dorky smile on my face and we just did it.”