In case you were concerned that my penchant for photographing strangers & city surprises was a hobby unique to me, I want to inform you that it is, in fact, a genetic trait. Case in point? My little cousin, Emily, moved to the Big Apple a few months ago & diligently catalogs all the weirdos she encounters. A few of her latest & greatest are as follows:
Exhibit A: Not just the hair, but the lashes, too! Work it, guuuuurl.
Exhibit 2: Spontaneous hula hoop competition? Colorful!
Exhibit the Third: Contortionist street freakshow, complete with neon animal print
Exhibit Cuatro: Scary old man playing music with weird dolls
Exhibit Awesome: For those of you who eagerly await the day I'm caught by a photographee, I present to you this photo, in which my cousin was clearly busted snapping a shot of this maze 'do. The girl knows her friend's hair sucks, though, so she's not even gonna argue it.