A crowd begins to gather both inside and out of a Erarta Galleries in NY as two pink highlighter vixens sit poised amongst  the art. As a poppy clap resounds from the stereos, Pasha appears in what seems like nothing but a white sheet wrapped about her figure- her hair outdone in an outrageous chain-and-charm-covered do. Suddenly she flings her makeshift wardrobe behind her in rhythm to the music as the audience lets out a gasp composed of equal parts surprise, shyness, and awe.

Her bubblegum ladies circle her, patterning her bare body in lipstick kisses to the tune. Eventually the music shifts into a melody reminiscent of those old 90's glory days and she sits for us in her new mouth-made costume, unearthing the essence of warmth, beauty and love.