yesterday ended as usual. rosita tried to fight and malin drank sköljmedel, and everyone was fake and happy and as jenny said, drinking of wrong reasons.
but i looked good, so whatever.
current obsession: fjortisar ( or posh, as someone suggested as the english word, what the fuck, is vici beckham fjortis spice? emma should more likely be the one!), not eating (even though i hate fat people who says so, it is so pathetic), and the 90´s
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i wish i had lived in the 90´s! or well, since i am born in the beginning of it, i did, but i was not aware of fashion, music or anything since i lived out in the country outside of Stockholm. The only thing i remember is a bloeroshiurt with spicehgirls, and there it ends, my grand days of the 1990s. so, anyone who was there who can tell me if i missed anything? i KNOW i did!
outfit of the night: 90´s baby prostitute
this is my vision of it, but maybe its to boring to be prostitutive. my mom told me i am starting to look grown up in the face. i don´t know. i want to be a BABY prostitute goddamn. not some old hag smoking yellow blend cigarettes.
with these clothes, i wore white babyspice-platforms and a short jacket with furhoodie.
tights: weekday
leopard bolero: H&M, sorry
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