Naked Happy Girls - Episode 13

Andrew Einhorn points his lens west and starts hunting for more Naked Happy Girls. He flips through the rolls from San Francisco, one shot at a time. Bare skin on concrete steps, nipples puckered by fog, thighs spread across red leather couches. One girl bends forward on a rooftop deck, the city skyline between her legs, another leans against the Mission’s pastel walls, sunlight catching the wet shine on her cunt. He lingers on the film where she touches herself in the garden of a Victorian, knees planted in grass while the neighbor’s window stays cracked open. A long weekend of skin and laughter, and every frame still smells like salt, sweat, and Pacific wind.