although i am not catholic, i am deeply guilty all the time so i see them as kin. any tom dick or harry can wear a cross necklace and not be a catholic, but that ash smack dab in the middle of someone's face lets me know they're serious about that self loathing shit
so much to talk about, the sunglasses, the scarf, the fresh baguette and coffee, the always lovely cafe setting. I think this is the most swag ever captured on camera I aspire to be at this level
