when it was...
Ok G. looks so pretty today. (a cheap monday white t and a red lipstick in my vocabulary is synonym of perfection.. see post below).
I don't. There's no way I'm going to post pictures of me. I'm wearing sarouels and a big black blazer. The only thing that save me is that it's vintage v.westwood. It's probably 25 outside and I'm dressed like it's autumn. I'm crazy. Rent the movie downtown 81. I love Jean-Michel Basquiat (1960-1988), you probably love him too. You probably wish you were part of the early 80's Manhattan art and music scene, I don't blame you. Too bad for me and you, it's never going to happen aka SAMO as an alternative 2 playing art with the 'radical chic' sect on Daddy's $ funds. Yes, I'm into self-derision, sometimes.
in high school, basquiat was the subject of all my essay. no kidding.
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