I’ve always loved the bleary eyed look on girls. It tells me they’re pooped from doing lots of awesome things but that they’re holding it together and down for whatever’s next. At the museum, even though I’m just walking around, slowness can be exhausting. Yana here has that syrupy look that hints that she would do it all over again, but perhaps only after a stiff drink. I like Yana and I’ve also heard she’s damn good photographer. (photo by Alex Serio)
