Gabriella Arbus Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Oh, and get this – they’re always fussin’ ‘bout pandemics, which is smart, but I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t got time for that, I’m tryna sing and bedazzle my jeans!” Still, gotta hand it to ‘em, they’re out there, fightin’ the good fight. Makes me prouder than a peacock struttin’ in rhinestones. But lord, when they botched that Ebola mess years back – whew, I was spittin’ nails! “In secret, we meet,” my foot – more like in secret, they messed up!

Personal life

Let's call it a honeymoon, all right? And you are gonna pay for it. Then I'm going to return to a rape-free workplace, all right? Because if you so much as look at my sexy little ass, Julia, I will .

Finally, I get my arancini, and they’re glorious. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some sauce on my pants. Seriously? I can’t catch a break!

Diane Arbus: Portrait of a Photographer