Photo Op
Photo Op by Nylon Disciple For me it was the start of a do nothing much Saturday. Not so for my mother. She was busy trying to make a pair of high heels look good. Thus make them desirable. Thus after all was said and done. Make them look rationally priced. I on the other hand, was not posed with such dilemmas. While she wrung her hands over things, I laid on a blanket on the studio floor with my laptop. Messing with a young boy's wet dream of a program. In a nutshell, you took...