i remember being 12 and reading about south beach and thinking someday i would be there i would have pictures i would be in magazines i would be walking down the beach and now here i was shooting for magazines staying in the hotels having room service and running by the beach. here i was somehow living the little American girls dream here i was even though all the odds where against me. even though i shouldn't have been there. as i said Miami has many memories some of them should have destroyed me but i learned something. when something bad happens to me i have learned that opposed to running away from that place or never going back that it is better to go back and make a new memory a happy one a beautiful one to replace the pain the hurt the ugliness. So each time i have gone back I worked on creating beautiful things to replace the ugly ones. So this time around I made these. There are others I just haven't gotten them yet so these have to do for the moment. But back to the going back, maybe it is more like never say die, you cant give up if you believe in something or have a dream.

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