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Mischief-maker, Rabble-rouser!

 
 
Incidentally, photography has always been a passionate leisure pursuit... I love disturbing, whimsical, grubby, possibly dilapidated, unusually besmirched, unanticipated locals to offbeat everything else.
Seeing as I write for a living, taking random coffee breaks to appease my love child camera makes these artistic opportunities equipped for a pitch-perfect documentation. I'm always directing, adjusting lens angles, and tripod positioning for the utmost tangible rocumentaries.
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Anonymous said…
Girl, you rock the camera! And those heels are fantasitic.
2:37 PM
Anonymous said…
gorgeous, as usual.
2:41 PM
yiqin; said…
Wow, those denim shorts are amazing! & yes, you rock those heels as well! Beautiful photos :)
4:57 AM
Anonymous said…
your legs just go on forvvvvveeerrrr!
9:43 AM
Mel said…
wow you look amazing! I love your style!!
10:32 PM
Anonymous said…
You do look incredible!
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