
No, it's not Half-Pint... not even Laura Ingalls would wear this dog of a prarie dress!
I have got to tell you, every time I put my camera away someone of interest walks around the corner. A man in a Michael Jackson sequin suit, pimp machine which was so bright it just about blinded me. A woman at Pershing square with lightning fried hair and the face to go with it. A man changing clothes down to almost nothing on the corner (what he had left on was around his knees) and two young men both with dreadlocks, army boots, knee length red and green tartan shorts and a pogo stick.
Remember keep that camera out at all times.
