Dug up my musty old blue fur bag, threw on my mom's jumper and climbed into my suspender stockings before slipping into my leather shorts and black UK flag shoes.
When will I ever learn to match my clothes like a proper lady?
After a film screened at Old School, Sinema, we proceeded to let the cable cars and camera lens fascinate us. One word: May is a natural model. Two words: Beautiful girl. Three words: Yes my camera is a compact cam, quit judgin'.
I'll let the pictures do the talking now cos my word bank is all dried and shrivelling up like a yummy prune.