This is a story about a girl who lives on the highest floor of a building that used to be a spaghetti factory. This girl gently closes her eyes when the shadows are changing into lights on her face as a J train greets Brooklyn on the Williamsburg Bridge. This girl loves how the costumes she has created sparkle during the grand finale of a Broadway musical show.  She rolls down the window of a huge car she’s driving to exhale smoke, and she turns on the radio. While walking in Bushwick, you have to smile when you notice glittery curbs, and dirt mixed with pink sparkles. You’re probably on the street where she has her studio.