On Tuesday night I was walking home after dinner with a friend, and decided to pass the street I think this picture was taken on to see if it was indeed as I remembered it. As I reached it, I saw flashes of light, and saw an impossibly tall girl surrounded by an army of stylists, make-up artists and people holding those enormous light reflector things. I guess this means it’s a popular spot.
You know as I started writing this paragraph it seemed like an enjoyable, interesting tale, but now, reading it back it’s so fucking dull. This is the kind of crap I hate reading on Tumblr. Whatever. 

On Tuesday night I was walking home after dinner with a friend, and decided to pass the street I think this picture was taken on to see if it was indeed as I remembered it. As I reached it, I saw flashes of light, and saw an impossibly tall girl surrounded by an army of stylists, make-up artists and people holding those enormous light reflector things. I guess this means it’s a popular spot.

You know as I started writing this paragraph it seemed like an enjoyable, interesting tale, but now, reading it back it’s so fucking dull. This is the kind of crap I hate reading on Tumblr. Whatever. 

(Source: modellove)