Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Ava, Maya, Kelsey, myself, Sara, and Bryn soft-smiling it for the camera before graduation. We have ourselves fun, however sweaty, photoshoot in Sara's backyard. Photo by Kris Izenstark KJP Bracelet // Lilly Pulitzer Dress // Similar Wedges Myself and my coveted acceptance letter Photo by Michael Redsrone On the very first day of high school freshman year, I walked into the choir room with no idea what I was getting myself into. Mr. Wallace, an enthusiastic, smiley young man with a hairdo full of product greeted us and handed us a sheet of music to learn, entitled The Glenbrook Loyalty Song. He said to us something along the lines of, "This is the first piece of music you will learn here at GBN, and the last thing you'll do as a student here," explaining that we sing at the very end of the graduation ceremony. Fast forward (it was, indeed, fast) four years and I was standing on the edge of that stage gurgling out the words "you'll find us al