My mother is drunk and i''ve got the camera ready.

It's War veterans day and a wonderful way to celebrate is to have a toast or two in honor of our fallen comrades.

You can tell where i got my alcohlism from, it's my mothers fault, everythings goes back to mother.
So we open a bottle of vintage brandy, it looks inncoent enough in it's pretty purple packaging , brandy glasses anyone?

So after a few bottles mum and i decide to play dress up and we explored the new wave of dressing, pastels, horizontal lines.. street but colour! colour! clash it and burn... is a jade bracelet bling?

It's a fucking cold day and my fingers are frozen and my penis is lifeless i hate myself like cat powers but hey, i got to make my mother over.