Citizen Brooklyn

Photo: Maurizio Bacci

She only cooks at night. She can be alone in those hours, slipping off her dress and the troubles of the day along with it. Now she’s in her element, now she can get down to business.

Photo:Maurizio Bacci

First, she preheats the oven, preparing succulent appetizers by hand in the meanwhile. It’s a delicate art. She moves slow and deliberately, trying to contain her excitement at the taste of her creations. She knows better than to rush the process.

Photo:Maurizio Bacci

Once the oven is warm she loosens up a bit. It’s still only the beginning, but beads of sweat are forming along the landscape of her porcelain skin. She doesn’t mind the heat. The more she works on the meat, the faster she moves along.

Photo:Maurizio Bacci

You can tenderize a steak all day, but she knows the real spice is in the seasoning. That’s the difference between a full stomach and gastronomic ecstasy. She works herself to the bone until finally, BOOM, an explosion of fire rises as the flesh sizzles against the strokes of the flame. She screams in delight at the spectacle, convulsing with culinary passion.

Photo:Maurizio Bacci

Sometimes she likes to close the meal with dessert, but other times she’s so warn out all she can manage is a cigarette and big glass of cold milk. Some girls like a bit of ruffage, but she personally thinks salad is for pussies.

Photo:Maurizio Bacci

Photo:Maurizio Bacci

Underwear Victoria’s Secret Clothes Zara Shoes Manolo Blahnik Special thanks to Tarallucci e Vino Restaurant