Chapéu : Gizza - Elegant Steps ( Vintage Fair ) * Parte do Outfit
Cabelo : TuTy's - Romantic 40's Vintage Hairstyle - Dark Brown ( Vintage Fair )
Colar & Brinco :  Paper Couture -  Sparkling Spheres
Vestido : Molichino - Jaci Dress - Nude * Tks Aurelia  ( Mesh )  ( Vintage Fair )
Bolsa : PurpleMoon - Vintage Voyager Bag in Pink 
Sapato : Maitreya -  Slinky Stiletto 
Poses : D.Luxx -  The Vintage Sugar Smacks 03 /08 ( Vintage Fair )
Land :  Country Club
Ouvindo : 
                        Tracy Chapman - Fast Car
You got a fast car
 
I want a ticket to anywhere
 
Maybe we make a deal
 
Maybe together we can get somewhere
                                    
Anyplace is better
 
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
 
Maybe we'll make something
 
But me myself I got nothing to prove
                                    
You got a fast car
 
And I got a plan to get us out of here
 
I been working at the convenience store
 
Managed to save just a little bit of money
 
We won't have to drive too far
 
Just 'cross the border and into the city
 
You and I can both get jobs
 
And finally see what it means to be living
                                    
You see my old man's got a problem
 
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
 
He says his body's too old for working
 
I say his body's too young to look like his
 
My mama went off and left him
 
She wanted more from life than he could give
 
I said somebody's got to take care of him
 
So I quit school and that's what I did
                                    
You got a fast car
 
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
 
We gotta make a decision
 
We leave tonight or live and die this way
                                    
                            
I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
 
City lights lay out before us
 
And your arms felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
 
And I had a feeling that I belonged
 
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
                                    
You got a fast car
 
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
 
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
 
I know things will get better
 
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
 
We'll move out of the shelter
 
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs
You got a fast car
 
And I got a job that pays all our bills
 
You stay out drinking late at the bar
 
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
 
I'd always hoped for better
 
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
 
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
 
So take your fast car and keep on driving
                                    
You got a fast car
 
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
 
You gotta make a decision
 
You leave tonight or live and die this way