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Angela Sumner

@angecan

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This happens every year but it’s always a little shocking to see the beach gone #noreaster #jerseyshore by @angecan

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a forever summer 💛 by @angecan

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🧜‍♀️ taken in Jersey Shore ♥ by @angecan

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One of my favorite photos of my mom. My dad took this when she was a young first-time mom, before I came along and permanently altered her stress levels 🥹

Happy Mother’s Day ❤️ by @angecan

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Officially one month in at @tataharperskincare and I fear the products are working a little too well 💚

Ran into an old friend on the street and immediately got interrogated about my skin… and who am I to gatekeep?

Anyway… Crème Supreme hive rise 🫡 by @angecan

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weekend bedazzle hallelujah taken in New York, New York by @angecan

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that’s a wrap on @americaneagle 🫶🤠👖

somewhere between “quick tweak” and “what if we just tried this…” is everything we made…and everyone who made it real

it’s the end of the road for me💋 but love y’all and thanks for the memz by @angecan

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oh we doing 2016? The last year of the right side up…and I was *living*. 1 year down in NYC and *very* into snapchat 🙃 Btw… anyone remember when you could Uber kittens to your office? taken in New York, New York by @angecan

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9 months ago

The air sharpens, the light dims, and the season syncs to my pulse. 🍁 Hello, autumn. taken in New York, New York by @angecan

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a year ago

pool floaties are on Prime Day incase anyone needs… by @angecan

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a year ago

welp this one had to make it to the grid, I’m sure you can understand… by @angecan

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I got the call to move to New York then five minutes later, a call that my grandmother, the woman who raised me, was dying. I flew home to say goodbye, knowing she’d never get to see me fulfill the dream I’d had since I was a kid.

I moved across the country with more baggage than I could carry—literal and otherwise. Heartbroken, scared, and completely unsure if I’d last a year.

Today marks 10.

New York still demands everything—your time, your money, your umbrella in a windstorm. But in return, it gives you a front-row seat to your own becoming.

In the last decade, I’ve built a career from the ground up. Watched Barneys close and one too many bodegas turn into banks. Survived rent hikes, heartbreaks, the hellscape of the pandemic, slushies at Mother’s Ruin, and the temptation to join a co-ed dodgeball league for “networking.” I’ve hauled so.many.bags up fifth-floor walkups, edited decks in the back of cabs, and said “I’m on my way” when I hadn’t left yet. And somehow, no matter how unhinged or unrelenting it got, I always found my way back to myself, to my people, to this city.

Thank you to the people who made this place home. To the version of me who kept going. And to New York—for breaking me open and making me whole again.

Here’s to 10. And here’s to the next.

🗽💫 taken in New York, New York by @angecan

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