Evita Smiles
Jul 23, 2017 · 1 min read

Recently while walking on Granville Street in Vancouver I noticed a striking blonde.There was something about her that was familiar. I approached her and asked her if she knew who Eva Perón was. She mentioned immediately a song, Don’t Cry for Me Argentina but she confessed that she knew no more about Evita. I persuaded her to pose for me in my little Kitsilano studio. I asked a few questions. It seems that her husband is some sort of a butcher of Italian descent.

Originally published at blog.alexwaterhousehayward.com.

