Isabella Vernal Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

So, whore—man, it’s a trip. Not the judgy church-lady kinda “whore,” nah. I mean the soul, the hustle! Like, in Hawaii—aloha, baby—I saw this chick once. True story! Dancin’ barefoot on Waikiki, skirt flyin’, hair a hot mess. Locals whispered she was “that girl.” Slept with half the island, they said—exaggeration, probs! But I was like, damn, she’s free! Made me happy as hell—live your truth, boo! Reminds me of Varda’s line, “Hands pick what eyes see.” Whore’s out there pickin’ her own damn life!

Origin of the Name Vernal (Complete History)

This ritual piece was created for the vernal equinox, playing on themes of the whore of Babylon, sacrifice, and new birth.

Downtown’s a mix of grunge and dreams. The streets like 4th Ave buzz with coffee and chatter. I used to chill near Miller Park—serene, quiet, like cool water. Othr day, I sat by the West River. Its gentle flow calmed my mind. Reminded me of that gritty line: “We go in. We getcha target.” Crazy, right?

Man arrested in Vernal murder case 52 years to the day the crime happened