City Girl

When I was in grade school, I was afraid of the dark. I slept with a neon phone glowing light pink in my room to avoid being swallowed into the pitch blackness and built a fort of stuffed snowmen and other assorted plushies to 'guard' me from any potential monsters under the bed or in the closet. My imagination was ridiculous. Combining Child's Play movies plus Pepsi after Pepsi right before I went to bed left me terrified that someone was going to bust out into my room welding a knife or chainsaw and hack me up to bits. I was more scared of a possible killer doll than an actual person. A rational child, I was not.

How did I stay sane and manage to eventually fall asleep?

Living in the city, my friends. Living in the city.

I took comfort in hearing the buses wheeze down the street. The sound of Ludacris rapping in a sonic boom pitch from a pimped-out ride.

In a way, by knowing that somewhere, someone and lots of someones actually, were awake and busy, I was able to not feel afraid about going to sleep and actually do it.



I LOVE SKYSCRAPERS! They are so tall and majestic and the construction work on them is usually very detailed and strong. When I'm surrounded by all that height, I feel very much at home, particularly when I'm in a building that has a spectacular window view.



So with that in mind, I found some photos of girls in the city. I would have put up many more photos but I'm not in my room right now where the bulk of the pictures are so I quickly Googled some other good shots.













This one is by the fabulous Peter Lindbergh, a post on him later...

Love to you all,
Heather