Here is Gemma. She is always cracked out in the middle of King's Cross, speaking nonsensically, mostly about being an indigenous supermodel and always sporting a revolutionary outfit for the day.
This is the first time I've seen Gemma dressed as a boy. You can't really tell, but she's got a turban under the hat and a sweater for a skirt. The necklaces are amazing and that pile of books? She is not reading them. They are complementary props. Gemma knows how to pull together and rock a look.
On this day, she was very subdued. Not the usual strutting and whirling about, off her rocker babbling to fellow down n' outs in this plaza. People always try to take surreptitious photos from afar, but if you go up and ask Gemma is happy to strike a pose. There are a lot of characters in the Cross, but none quite so special. Even the hookers don't appear to have a story. But I'd love to know Gemma's.

Gemma on a "normal" day:
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photo: Ricafeli |
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photo: Adrian Bell |
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