06SEP
2026
2026
a tiny love letter to the old web ˚₊‧
I miss when websites felt like bedrooms. Every link was a secret door; every blinking button belonged exactly where its maker wanted it. So I made this place—imperfect, personal, and covered in bows.
Today I added a digital garden and taught a tiny pixel rabbit to blink. Tomorrow: scan my sticker collection and make a page just for clouds.
love, vicky ♡