Meet Donna. Until two days ago she had been pretty satisfied with her house. She has nice taste and often receives compliments when people come to visit. She’s up on the latest decor trends and she loves spending money and time on little touches for her home (within reason).
Meet Elena. She luuuuuvs men and is very free with her affections, if you know what I mean. Elena has been with them all - tall men, short men, thin men, stocky men. She’s been with hairless men slick as a seal pup, and men so furry their chest hair got tangled up in her earring...
Re-introducing Esther (and her various iterations). She’s an artist living in Brooklyn and wants errrrbody to know it. Even though she doesn’t care what we think.
Last year she started a program for underprivileged youth to learn and play polo. This on the heels of establishing a “Bianca’s Bistro” portion of her local food bank that contains 3 kinds of caviar, canned pork belly, capers, an olive tapenade shelf, smoked salmon and gourmet bone broth...
Meet Emma. She’s a florist with a bit of a Victorian view of the natural world. Each day she comes into her flower shop, turtleneck and a long skirt - no neck or ankle skin, thank you. She does not like to discuss any topic that may be considered…
Doesn’t she look lovely and charming? All the warmth and goodness this world needs? Well beneath that adorable surface lies the black heart of a nuisance graffiti tagger. ...
When the man working there suggested a different bag of soil, she screamed “THIS CRAP??!!” and proceeded to rip open the bag and dump it all over the floor. She then ripped open the next bag and ran around the aisle dumping out the contents all over the floor....
