Amelia Kaele Whore ❤️❤️

About Bafoussam

Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

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Neighbourhoods? Oh yes, there's the gritty district of Makongo, with its side alleys and midnight beats – real rough edges but full of character. The local park, Kambo Park, is our little haven, crazy benches, wild flower bursts, and sometimes a surprise music performance – people spinnin’ like mad dervishes, singing "Blue is the warmest color" inside their souls, oh yes.

Kaela Kay's spring/summer 2015 collection is 'printastic'!