You should know by now that vintage cars are my weakness, so when I was on my way to meet my friend in Brooklyn, I walked past this Mustang and knew I had to come back and take some photos in front of it. I’m sure the owner was watching from a cafe nearby, laughing his (or her) ass off at this poser pretending to be a rock star in front a car they don’t own. Yes, a rockstar. That’s how I felt wearing my Grace t-shirt, a faux fur coat with a choker and insane pair of boots. All of this just to grab a coffee in Williamsburg.
photos by Mikaela G.