What’s happening here? Is she wearing her kid’s coat, or is that a severely contorted baby under the backpack?
And a less mighty woman with baggage.
Your huddled asses yearning to breathe free.
We conclude our Fourth of July Weekend Extravaganza with this flagging specimen and her companion. I feel as glum as she looks, thinking about having to go back to work tomorrow.
“I don’t go often to the Tamale Kitchen, but when I do, the food is good and the pants are ugly,” remarks Ashley. See Part I.
I lift my lampshade above the fugly boots!
Your huddled ass cheeks yearning to breathe free.
I guess if you’re going to rock your underwear in a public park, this is the way to do it. What makes this photo is the composition, especially the position of the Statue of Liberty. A happy accident.