For this gallery, I got a true ginger in the Zishy suit. Bree Abernathy has a Kristen Wiig type of personality: confident, comical, and unafraid to push the limits. She brought the ukulele from a recent trip to the Hawaiian Islands.
Bree couldn’t play much, but that is easily forgivable. Does anyone ever truly master the instrument after they buy it as a souvenir? Doubtful. She might not be an Iz, but iz still entertaining. Rock on, Bree.
Bree Abernathy is a lovely girl from Iowa who has come to Los Angeles with ambitions in acting and comedy. She’s of Scottish descent, which probably accounts for her vibrant red hair. It was quite the sunny day and Bree explained to me that she doesn’t tan, she just burns.
This witty, brainy, and athletic young lady has a taste for adventure. I didn’t get the least hint that she was shy walking around in this sheer garment. I bet we made a few tourists in Santa Monica scratch their heads that day.
Bree Abernathy was a sporty nerd in high school. She was in band, on the debate and the swim teams, and ran cross country. She is now in Los Angeles pursuing acting and comedy.
Bree explains that she pushed her body to its limits at a young age, so these days, due to sports injuries, she sticks to yoga as her exercise. This quirky redhead proved again to be adventurous as she teased in her sheer yoga gear at a nearby neighborhood park.
Bree Abernathy and I decided to roll to the neighborhood bowling alley on this lovely afternoon. Bay Shore Lanes in Santa Monica was very hospitable. Within 5 minutes of arriving, we were told that we could not take photos. Perfect. For some reason, I never have good luck at this type of venue.
Perhaps it is because of the privileged society that frequents a joint where you roll heavy balls at pins and drink beer. Nevertheless, I agreed with the young employee that delivered the mandate. Once she walked away, Bree and I resumed our fun. As Risky Business suggests, sometimes you have to say what the fuck. And that is what we did. And these are the results. Feast, you lovers of red hair!