I walked into my mom’s room, in an overcast yet hot and humid day in Los Angeles, and ask my mom to take a photo with me. She responds, “Porque?” or “Why?”. I respond by quoting the eternal, the extravagant, the unforgettable Celia Cruz, “El glamor ante todo!” (“Above all, it’s about glamour”)
My mom is my everlasting fashion inspiration. Plus, she looked pretty fly with her turquoise flowered outfit. How could I not take a photo with this woman?