One glum sunless Chelsea morning I was huffing it up 10th Avenue. A light mist was falling. The sidewalk was littered with dog poop, which I was masterfully avoiding in towering high heels. Then SHAZAM, mid hop-skip-jump this stunning photo strip, was nearly crushed under my gilded toe, caught my eye. I dare say it was love at first sight.
I picked up the photo strip, brushed it off, and have adored it and the stunning creature captured (Miss America) for the past 3 days this has been in my possession.