In a recent article in RUSHH magazine, I read an interview with Daul Kim. They asked her to describe her personal style and she said "I like dressing mega Italian style, lots of leopard print and fur"...FINALLY i realized i was not the only young lady in this world dressing like a 40 year old rich Italian lady. You see lately I've become addicted to fake tan, leopard print and painting my nails red...im just practicing to become a cougar i think!
Drawn by the tragedy. Of crêpe de chine A cottom veiling. I structure you. I fondle your grey flannel. Seek some softness, 'neath the tunic, "fuzzy" But here you are, Tinted red, With white edging, A little brown or maybe black? You retain the color, Enter the sleeve, Made evident, Escaped at the wrist, Ceaslessly I fall on your hips, Wasp-waisted worker, You flirt! Encircled by zippers, Several times I explore your infinite forms, Parallel. On your round shoulder, Elastic lips. Numerously, No angle resists. Clothes for you are a bunch of feathers, In flannel pashmina, I crown you with a hat. Your trousers crease, Here they're shortened, Cut horizontal, Vertical allure, Dear gabardine, Cotton netting, You breathe my transparency, Wool muslin, You glide on my shoulder, Are caught at the waist, Get cinched with a button, You pleat, you pinch, "tension in the textiles" But also "proportion and volume" fall, decide! I foll your lenght, line you with silk crepe, Balance your rigid, gather your tint. Handsome in grey jacket, hybrid. At once, both style and cut, Garment, such is elegance, I want to lick this animal skin, That falls, well-cut, from your round shoulder, So I gently remove your glasses and hat And discover behind your haughty look eyes that glisten like your smooth skin, In your shrunked trousers, nonchalant. You do a poor job of hiding, I've caught your eye. I want to fondle this grey flannel jacket, Double breasted classic on your slightly puffed chest. So...... I lift up the T-shirt that peeks out from the sleeves and see underneath, You are stark naked, The marked waist creased and structures so I know, Despite your shortened trousers revealing your calves, You dream of me rubbing your feet. I want to run my fingers along the lines of your sweater... Cashmere tracing the angles of your breast, So I raise the veil of your leather belt, And discover where your firm, flat stomach begins Trousers which, though baggy, fall perfectly straight, Filled with cashmere curve and unswerving silk satin, You dream of my carresses, of feeling my kiss, I want to hear the sound of six zippers, Whispering on your unbuttoned crepe shirt. So I find your functionable part, In these trousers draping your roaming thigh, Hinting at the slimness of your legs, And despide the criss-crossing of these pure lines, You spread your thighs for me so I can touch, I want to be in the rolled-up arms of your sweater, On your forearms, sleeves above the elbows, It clings yet floats in wool muslin. On your light grey trousers with their pure line, It blends practical with pleasant then cinches in, To the same belt again, Barely disguised, Cross and uncross, Tension of release. You take pleasure from me and I delight..
So I start exams next week, sorta important and the summary of 13 years of schooling...whaaevaaaa, but this means for the next few weeks, my weekends are shut down. So i shall live precariously through party photography websites to keep me sane!
I like to follow my daily horoscope, however, its causing heartache and a sore head...I need something new to follow? perhaps my own instinct? my brain? wow what if i just follow my heart?....this stuff is too heavy, here look at some pretty pictures!
I graduate from school in 3 weeks! and so our school has a dress up day themed "childhood memories" its pretty much just a chance for all the boys dress up as girls and all the girls to dress as sluts and get away with it....seeing as i am my own creature, who does not follow these rules of the world, i've decided to dress up as a "my little pony"! inspired of course, by the editorial in Pop magazine featuring the gorgeous Kinga Rajzak!
