Natalie Cold Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

What trips me out most? How it’s still a weapon. Call a dude a whore, he’s a legend. Call a chick one, she’s trash. FUCK THAT NOISE! I’m ragin, yo—equal rights to be a glorious mess, that’s my platform. *Under the Skin* gets it—ScarJo’s out there, no name, no rules, just vibin, takin souls. "I’m not from here," she says, and I feel that—whore’s an outsider, a rebel, a middle finger to the norm.

Arrests and trials

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

Graduate students attend career-boosting workshop at Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory