The red latex dress that stole the color from every rose – Romanie Smith
The museum never opened The red latex dress appeared in my dreams last night. Strange, but true. I looked at the image and immediately imagined a museum curator standing in an empty gallery, staring at a blank wall. The masterpiece had quietly walked away, borrowed a pair of heels, gathered up an avalanche of platinum …
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