NO YOU CANNOT BECAUSE SMOKE. None of my pictures are capturing how apocyptically orange the sun is right now.
Anyway. The good face painters were at the Jazz Festival this evening. I love this picture because Eleanor looks like a curious little dragonette with those eyebrows.
Girlfriend knows how to commit to a face paint.
What's up, Geneva, how's your pancake, whyyyyy will you not sit down while you eat.
Smoke monster, don't care.