This silhouette is so bold, it blows off its own steam, straight up... and away. So patchy is this profile, it shines holes into space and shoes into feet, while maintaining a clear mind at all times.
Reflecting on this madness is an art in itself... somewhere between blue and into...
off the kcuf and speeding aheadha into tomorrow. No thought of the consequences... we'll evas that for another yad.
At this junction of brilliance, lies an eternal bliss. Too silky for its own, too smooth for another... lighting up to hit fourth base. Call home, and quickly.
Inside the mirror hall, the room alights. A concert of edibles rest on the stage. An invitation to go all in, bobbing for apples and singing 'Go save the cream' and dancing like watching. Know one too?
There, as the night progresses, calls go out for last drinks. A head banging experience for the sound addicts, greedily devouring every chord.
Down. A head of its game. The trouble with that is... getting carried away. Leave, I? No chance, it's in the jeans. K
NYC, Dec/Jan 2019/20