Just when your Paper Maché addiction begins spiraling out of control, we drop a (very) temporary hiatus on you. Looks like we're jumping onto the summer bandwagon and taking a roadtrip.
But you know the folks here at the Maché always take it one step further. So forget vacation photo faux pas (ie: deuces, wind-blown driving hair). We'll bring you the very best of the worst dressed Floridians in our next post, to be entitled:
Central Florida: An Expose on Anti-Satorialism
Cheerio, motherfuckers.
