Photographing Carlee Delima in her dorm made me reminisce about my own college days. That era in my life is mostly marked by failure. I failed at friendships, I failed at being a considerate roommate, I failed at holding a job, I failed at hitting on girls, I failed at relationships once I got a girl, I failed at staying focused on my studies. I failed in so many ways that eventually the only possible outcome was for me to develop some sense of maturity. Failure at that age was not from error in judgment, it was from the lack of judgment. Now that my twenties are behind me, I realize that failure was just part of growing up. If you can survive and you can learn, any failure can be converted into success. Luckily, here, Carlee failed to listen to the part of society that tells girls their worth is lost if they take provocative photos.