“La Pollera Colorá” Selection

“La Pollera Colorá” Smaller Selection is a smaller set of 18 high quality photos from a professional photographer at an outdoor location in Buenos Aires.

I’ve been wanting to share this set with you for a long time but I needed permission from the photographer!
I’ve lost touch with her but I found her nd she was all in!! We are even planning a new photo shoot soon! I’m really looking forward to it!! We really understand eaach other and we had a lot of fun working together.

But well, about the set now.

This is a “vintage” set from 2018. (No lip ring or red snake tattoo yet ☺️)
The translation would be “The Red Skirt”

It’s a simple title but its also a song I like a lot and I think you should listen to it!!

https://youtu.be/xbl01lQzkNU 

The skirt is very special too! It belonged to my mom and she gave it to me cause it did fit no more but when she was younger she has my exact same body.

I know itd not a nude set but I really love it, I love every single photo cause It reminds me of that time of my life. I was in a middle of an emotional storm but I was confident with myself as I’ve never been been before or again. I knew everything would be ok no matter what. I had me, I had found myself finally…

I hope you can relate to this in a way and find this state of mind and soul inspiring.

The song has nothing to do with this but is cheerful and you can picture me dancing to it in some of the photos ☺️💃🏻

Take in consideration that the price of the set is quite high cause I’ll share profits with the photographer. (But though is no more than $1 per photo for each of us!!)

“La Pollera Colorá”
Ay, al sonar los tambores
Esa negra se amaca
Y al sonar de la caña
Va brindando sus amores

Es la negra soledad
La que goza mi cumbia
Esa negra bailadora, ay caramba
Con su pollera colora'

Por eso digo vente mi negra a cumbiachar
(Con su pollera colora')
Como zanduguea, como se mueve, soledad
(Con su pollera colora')

Pa' allá, pa' 'cá, viene gozando, soledad
(Con su pollera colora')
Como zandunguea, como se mueve, soledad
(Con su pollera colora')

Ay, cuando le canto a soledad
Es que estoy yo contento
Porque con sus movimientos
Inspiración ella me da

Tiene sabor de canela
También sabor a pimienta
¿Y por qué está tan contenta?, oye caramba
Con su pollera colora'

Por eso digo, vente mi negra a fumanchar
(Con su pollera colora')
Como zanduguea, como se mueve soledad
(Con su pollera colora')

Pa' allá, pa' 'cá, viene gonzando, soledad
(Con su pollera colora')
Como zandunguea, como se mueve, soledad
(Con su pollera colora')

(Con su pollera colora'
Con su pollera colora'
Con su pollera colora'
Con su pollera colora')