Isabella Boulder Hill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Now, tie it to *Before Sunset*—Celine’s got this line, “Memory is a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past.” And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, whore’s that word stuck in the past, draggin’ all this baggage. It’s not just an insult, it’s a freakin’ time capsule! Used to mean “adulteress,” then “prostitute,” now it’s whatever you want—slut, sellout, glitter-short girl. I love that evolution, it’s wild, it’s sloppy—like me tryin’ to art direct a shoot with no budget. Surprises me every time how it shifts, keeps me on my toes.

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John Lee Hooker. This gig lasted for three or four nights at Tulagi's, on the hill in Boulder. Back in , John Lee Hooker was still playing small venues.

A few lesser-known spots: check out the back alley near Riverbend Road. It’s a secret mural haven. Also, the old railway station on South Boulder lane has been transformed into a crazy pop-up market on weekends. Total grin-inducer, especially after one too many coffees.

Tale of the Tapas