Facehaunted

Last night we went to a silly bar near Williamsburg. There was this girl there in a fun little dress and I think I weirded her out because I kept staring at her awesome shoes. Then she left and that was that. But who should I find posted on the Facehunter this morning?


Little miss herself. Damn you, Yvan! We were so close. Her shoes are pretty sweet though, eh?