Vera Lore, a white woman with long, wavy copper-honey hair, sits on a dusty rose corduroy chair and faces away from the camera, looking out a big sunny window. A vase of wildflowers sits on the table to her left, to left of that is another open chair, and a bookshelf with a big fiddle leaf fig plant, record player, and of course lots of books is on her right. She is barefoot in a dark blue, spaghetti dress with a sparse red flower pattern that falls just past her knees. The atmosphere is bright, casual, and luscious with natural lighting and lots of texture.
Los Angeles, I’m as charmed as ever, and have time for one last rendezvous this Tuesday.
Sweep me off my feet?
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