Lucienne Bloch, Frida biting her necklace, New York, 1933
“We went to a Spanish restaurant and had a kind of strong stuff like Vodka which one drinks with lemon and salt. We acted most crazy. It was a fine afternoon and cheered Frida up.”
I blinked one day and when I opened my eyes, it was normal to have an American army battling Americans on American streets. No one even calls it a war. But it is.
Don’t forget this crazy shit actually happened.
Don’t forget this shit is STILL happening