You know those mattress-in-a-box companies like Casper or Purple that ship mattresses directly to consumers? Taking advantage of their generous return policies, I ordered 3 mattresses in boxes my senior year, just after winter break.

Each of these mattresses they sent compressed in a giant plastic bag, so suddenly I had a gigantic pile of plastic. Rather than try to recycle the plastic, I kept it beside my bed, to … I don't know … admire.

When my friend U came over, a fantastic idea dawned upon me: what if we wrapped U in one of these giant plastic bags, like a human taquito? We got to work like a pack of chaotic children.

As I was taking a fashion photo shoot of this peak of fashion, the door burst open. My roommate had returned from winter break, and I had no good explanation.