Sunday, June 03, 2007

hip-hop material girl part I

One place my sister and I refuse to admit has expired in "coolness" is the roller rink. A stop at the classy rink in Glendale a few weekends back invigorated my love of the Lucite wheel. The used and much loved boot felt snug and unapologetic.









He is the keeper of the rules, dress code, and overall machismo.










She was about to make a choice that would affect the rest of her afternoon.

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