Whenever i head to Melburn, i always seem to be drawn to wearing black,
as i cross the Westgate Bridge, i am always a little anxious… that my super crisp country air is about to leave my lungs … to be filled with the the musky scent of a busy city.
it is a heady mix of cigarettes & perfume, they are all fighting the exhaust fumes
& the dust stirred up by the trams as they rattle past.
Photos & Hair Color by Megan Desmond & Hairroom Melbourne – Hardware Lane