Doesn't it look like the yellow paint from the road stripe colored her sandals? And the other line leads your eyeballs right to the asymmetric hem (the mullet of hemlines, thus, rockin), and from thence, zigzag back and forth like pinballs and shoot straight north, make a left at the crook in her elbow, talk to the hand briefly, which happily is not flipping you off, and squirt out the top of the orange straw as a little pinkberry flavored person. What an effin great composition. Photography is easy with the right drugs subject.
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