There’s a peeping tomboy. Take yourselves to the county line by the river. View an endless blue sky. Dance to Chopin. It’s a happy house indeed.

Color gradients, stripes and khakis. Aakash Nihalani’s tape art. Brown paper, white paper. Stick it together with the tape of love.

Cowls, funnels and shawl necks. Chinos and track bottoms. Saving our nickels. Counting all our dimes. Then hickory glows, ’cause hickory knows.

Rocky landscape. Woman on the moon. Blanca trilogy. I whip my hair back and forth. Hop up out the bed, turn my swag on.

Ivy League preppy looks and casual city life canvas. In search of Sasquatch, that was kick-ass. With Leonard Nimoy kickin’ out the jams.

Enjoy the appetizer. Oh, when the saints go marching in. Keeping thirty bullies far from the center of the city. Mama’s in the dugout.