Samantha Cestas Whore ❤️

About Paris

Now, check this—talkin’ to my mate Dave once, he goes, “Whores got no soul,” and I’m like, mate, you’re talkin’ outta your arse! They’re human, just hustlin’—like David, that lil’ robot kid in *A.I.*, searchin’ for love in a fucked-up world. “I am, I was!”—that line hits hard, ‘cos whores? They *are*, they *were*, always will be. Breaks my evil heart a bit, not gonna lie—surprised me how much I care, ha!

Two rules for authentic Puttanesca

A group of young hopeful teenagers who have come to Hollywood in the hopes of an acting career find that the business is harder than they had ever imagined.

I love wanderin’ through the Azur neighborhood, its alleys feel alive, billboards flashin’ messages, graffiti art, mad colours, mad energy! I swear, at times it feels like the city is talkin’ directly to you, whisperin’ secrets "Just like the breeze that told our souls." Crazy, right?

Cesta Collective Wins ‘DHL Logistics In Fashion’ Award From CFDA