I was supposed to be Wednesday Addams, but (1) I have layered hair so I can’t braid myself, and (2) my little brother, my photographer, had other plans for me.
“Dear heavens, when will this sore throat end?”
Puberty stage of W. Addams?
“Colorful, yet blurry. Just like my life.”
“Why do I have to pay the electric bills?”
Favorite for This Shoot
“No need to dress up for Halloween. I have myself.”