This is what happens when they run out of Coca-Cola. A few gals are still teetering on the tail end of a sugar caffeine high, but the rest will cut you with a rusty prison shank.
Velma looks like a dog that got its head stuck in a black tambourine and shook herself violently until it fell down to her neck and then she decided to just own the look.
Last night’s sunset was beautiful. As ever, I don’t add filters or alter my image colors in any way. This is an accurate depiction of an elusive post-rain Saturday night.