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I remember when racism was real. When you could get accused of stealing some guy's wallet just because your skin was the darkest in the room. Now you are racist if you go as James Brown for Halloween. I don't get it. People have to constantly walk on eggshells in America. These days you might offend someone by how you brush your teeth. Screw that. How about we reserve the label 'Nazi' for those wearing red armbands? How about we shuffle our victim card towards the back of the deck? Withholding it for the most deserving of occasions. Neda Marie has dark skin and nappy hair and I like it.
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This is from our newest contributor in Latin America, Danny. He met Ileana Burgos at a crypto conference last year. She told him that she had always wanted to give modeling a try, but that her boyfriend forbade it. Guess that lucky dude's opinion has changed or is no longer of any importance ... and he is not quite so lucky anymore. Or maybe it is just because the crypto market is currently in the goddamn toilet. Whatever it is, Ileana has me busting through walls like the Kool-aid Man saying, Ohhhh, yeah!
Today I'd like you to enjoy another head of curly hair, but this time from a different part of the world. A savage place where if you walk into a doctor's office, they can and will tell you how much a particular treatment costs. So primitive, right? For those of you outside the US, Americans never know how much a medical service will run until weeks later, as the bills start to arrive in the mail. This is how polite society works. Anyways, we have our contributor, Vika, to thank for this update of the standout Moscow resident, Solana Bardell. Take it easy.
I met a wonderful young couple in Barcelona, Madeline Escobar and her boyfriend, Sergio. I speak some Spanish and they speak some English, so we were able to get by. It is particularly odd trying to explain what tacos or nachos are to Spanish speakers. Madeline had never tried Mexican food before, yet was curious when we found a local restaurant serving it. Overall, she is a sweet person with strong opinions and a passion for expressive art. You would never guess that she has a destructive gambling problem. I'm probably kidding about that.
I meant to publish this update yesterday, but I am currently traveling across Europe. I will soon reach my destination, which may or may not welcome my western presence. We shall see. But after, there will be less snags in my schedule. Promise. Someone asked me, so you even have to work while on vacation? To which I replied, my work is so good that I dont need a vacation. Am I supposed to take a break from meeting and photographing women like Reina Rae? Cmon. I dread vacations. You know how hard it is to travel and admire the female wonders that I can not photograph in this way? Painful is an understatement. No matter which path a life takes, there is always plenty of pain to embrace.
Happy Easter. Here is part dos of the lovely Gabbie Carter and our time at the Santa Monica Pier. We did not really go. This all photoshopped. I actually shot the entire gallery at a professional studio with three assistants on-hand. I love to slackline, which is what Gabbie is doing towards the end of the gallery. It takes time to learn and you must fail countless times before any significant success.
Last year, I found a picture on the web of a marvelous young woman with smooth brown skin, thick dark hair, and a stunning natural figure. I surveyed my Twitter followers asking if they knew who it was, and within a couple of hours, I was connected to someone in Berlin who promised to bring Luna Silver to Zishy. Score! This is proof that social media can serve a purpose beyond spreading hate and sadness throughout the world. Hope you dig Luna as much as I do. Follow realzishy on the bird. Peace out.
Part two. The dream continues. I think our contributor hit it out of the park with Miquela.
Alejandra Cobos is just like White Sands, New Mexico. People will come from all over just to admire her beauty momentarily. Enjoy the view, have your fun, but pack up your stuff and leave before your welcome has passed. Girls like Alejandra are essentially putting food on the plates of cosmetologists everywhere. Her lips, which are unfathomably perfect, make vain owners of lesser lips quite jealous. They never look real, ladies. Please stop trying. We must all humbly accept the exceptional qualities of blessed individuals like Ms. Cobos. This is our burden. March on.
Tomorrow, I will bring you part two of this morning's photos. Claudia Veneza is one of the women that the others try to resemble with filters and wonky angles, as they contort their less-picturesque bodies on Instagram. Drugs like this demand a slow drip.
Dabney Conrad is an exotic dancer AKA a stripper AKA a person who is pretty enough to make a living by showing her naked body. When I was a stripper, I did not make so much money. Actually, I made zero money. Actually, I almost got arrested, but let's not talk about those things. Dabney is a wonderful human being who has a lot of compassion for the oppressed. She is against factory farming and racism and any other form of injustice. She smiles a lot and gave me my first giant hug from a non-relative several months into the quarantine. I will always love her for that.
You guys want the inside baseball? Photographing Emily Right in public, without makeup was not a great decision on my part. In my defense, I had no idea it was going to be such an issue. I always ask the women to check out the site and I go over what to expect. Nonetheless, she wasn't feeling it so we had to bail after only a few minutes. Trying to get a smile from her was like trying to get my 5-year-old to watch The Shining with me. Very tricky. Once we were out of anyone's view though, back at the car, Emily opened up and felt more at ease. I still find her very attractive and appreciate her efforts. Later, I will bring you more of her from the safety of indoors. Live and learn, except I'm not sure what I learned.
I am a lucky bastard. Not only do I get to travel to Italy and photograph stunning women like Claudia Veneza. Not only do I get to eat squid ink pasta, sip a glass of fine wine, and jerk off after to women's indoor volleyball highlights. I get to do something even more satisfying. I get to bring you muffins along for the ride. I hope you enjoy this shyte and I'll keep trying hard to make it better in order to express my gratitude. Turn off your phone and sweep well tonight. More Claudia to come.