It should never come as a surprise to fashionasties that when you enter a room, people will glare. Some will stare with awestruck stars in their eyes, almost blinded by your pure awesomeness…others, however, will gawk because they are sippin’ on mad h8erade and just wish they were as fabulous as urself…
But fashionasties should never feel like they are a caged animal at the zoo:
Unless of course you are dressed to impress the likes of the Hollywood Blvd crowd! Then it is ALL FAIR GAME. NO SHAME, NO GAME. CAN’T GET A DATE. DON’T CARE. CAN’T STOP. WON’T STOP. FYI: Dress like Ava†ar and you’ll make 666 friends. No joke.
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It’s time to GO TRIBAL. SUMMER 2K12 fashionasties! The world is ending so why waste your time wearing “normal” clothes. Although latex paint gives you a rash that will never let you down, it will guarantee that you can (bi)vicariously live through the lens of one of the most questionable fucked up faerie tails: Michael. Michael Jackson, if you’re nasty! Which we all are. Although you should always look at the (scat)man in the mirror, sometimes it’s nice to be the nastiest of the native americans you can be and paint yourself in different hues and different moods.
It’s the post-modern clA$$ic tail of Pocahontas.
Black & Blue.
© JAKE THOMPSON