I’m going out of my mom’s birdcage tonight and I’m going clubbing.
I still don’t have an outfit.
I predict muti-strand pearl necklace. feather headpiece. vintage cashmere chanel cardigan in flamingo peach with navy blue trim paired with a tank top and jeans. 80’s excess….
But it’s too feminine.
And then I can do all black – vintage Ghost tank top, tight back pants.
I don’t know.
Oh I just don’t know.
If you’re going to the Big Fish event at La Embajada,
you might see me around the pink walls of VIP area
away from the crowd.
If you do, say hi.
I have short attention span and I tend to look around all the time so if you call out my name I might ignore you.
If that happens, just approach me, grab my arm and say hi.
And if you’re a fucking cute guy and if you fucking FANCY ME, just grab me, look into my eyes and kiss me on the lips.
I don’t care who you are as long as you don’t have a vagina (for now at least).
I’ll update either tomorrow, Sunday, or Monday, when I get back.