Janine is a photographer of nudes, but she can't get a gallery to show her work to save her life. Until she happens upon a small picture store called Kaleidescope. Where the specialty of the house is erotica by women, for women. Photographic art that is the embodiment of female sexuality. What will her collector's think? And what will her boyfriend say? Who cares this one's about Janine and her muse wears stiletto heels and a skirt. Michael Zen's Head Shots. It's about both necessarily in that order.
