Freelance fashion stylist and makeup artist.
Fashion and Art writer.
Dancer/Performer and Dance Teacher.
Jewellery maker.
Would-be film maker.
Bad guitarist.
Refuge of eccentrics.
Seeker. Prayer. Lover of a cacophonous collection of people, places and things.
Viva la resistance.
"Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand."
"You'll be a hard act to follow, a bitter pill to swallow, you'll be tough, oh you're tough to replace"
"People say she's crazy, she's got diamonds on the soles of her shoes. Well, I guess that's one way to lose these walking blues: diamonds on the soles of her shoes"
She laid me out on the laundromat floor, said "you'll be not nealy who you are anymore, and I'll always be here to remind you what time is for."
2 comments:
hauntingly beautiful, eerie and captivating...
definitly going to check her out!
LOVE LOVE LOVE your Blog!
We have sooo many of the same photo's.
Great Minds think alike! ;)
I hope your doing great with your projects!
I hope you do not mind. I will be using alot of your images here w/ links of course.
This post is amazing!
Best Wishes Love,
Joelle xoxo
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