A rarity among the norm of March’s suburbanite ambiance, the sky seemed to split like two halves forming a sun-drenched gateway… through the spread of blue, it finally warmed. Taking into account the shameless reality that had me suffering from post-traumatic cutoff syndrome, we canted about in perfect misdirection, which somehow led us back to the camera euphoria of this disco-inferno bowling alley.
(BCBG heels with dog collars, DIY cutoffs, secondhand shirt, Vintage bangles)
'Follia d'amore', my pearl embellished lover's eye for 'Ode to the Cherished', the farewell exhibition on view at Hudson Hughes Gallery 💜
So happy to be part of this final show. Please visit hudsonhughesgallery.com for purchase inquiries.