i’ve checked my birth certificate; it says orange county. i’ve been to therapy searching for possible memory repression; nope, i’ve lived in southern california my entire life. then, why tell me why, is san francisco the only city in the world where...
hh and i are in the city for a little bid’ness and family-ness. i’m not about to let the rain and wind damper my inner tatianna sorokko. i’m embracing street glamour, even if i freeze. these are inspiring me. here’s to you having a glossy...
