“Blonde, I’m outside.”
He picks me up. Never knowing what is going to happen; always ready with a macabre plan. However, wearing my vintage luck hat (like always) I open the door of the VW yellow van and my ears sense the sound of “walking on a dream….” I see him wearing his purple 80s-looking $10 glasses. “Oh God! This is gonna to be fucking magic.”
Things will flow while our styling gods help us through the journey.
LOVE, RAMONA.MIA
[Melissa M photography]
