...That never sleeps.
I hit 7th Ave. strutting at full speed this past weekend. Initially, I fled to the city with the same intentions as an adolescent runaway. Then, as my night went on, I realized that my hiatus turned into an actual mission.
I hit 7th Ave. strutting at full speed this past weekend. Initially, I fled to the city with the same intentions as an adolescent runaway. Then, as my night went on, I realized that my hiatus turned into an actual mission.
The ads...
The tags...
The kitty!...
The Levis...
The friends...
The Helmut Lang cardigan w/ killer shoulder pads that Sunshine wore ...
The cab blur...
