One day at music festival in summer is, obviously, enough time to wake one up from the fashion creativity crisis; and when it comes to me, I'm kind of like go big or go home.
So that is why I have plastic crystals glued to my face. And I'm overall on the colorful side. Funny thing about the dress, actually, I've wore it once before and later that day I realised that it was exactly a year ago from the time I wore it again (and when those pics were taken). I even forgot I had it.
Plus one more thing about the outfit; I'm pretty sure that I can own an infinite amout of shoes and end up in docs everyday. I got those for like 5$ at the thrift shop (talk to the hand, Macklemore) and we're best friends. It's like I'm looking badass and feel like I'm wearing a pair of your moms slippers at the same time.
Something hit me when I was adding those pictures. I don't feel the need to edit them as I did before; it was never like hard photoshop shit changing my features or anything like that, but lately I'm basically putting them here almost candid. So what if I have some pimple or a scratch or so what if I have bags under my eyes stating that I haven't got enough sleep in like a year (that's ok though, viva la vida. Somehow I was always aware with how we are exposed to the artificially created image of a perfect human, but it never really bothered me because I knew it wasn't real. And as I got older I became more and more confident (as I already wasn't a self centered modesty queen) and learned to accept things as they are; not in some crazy maniac glorifying flaws way, but still. I think that's pretty healthy.
So that's about it for now, I'm leaving to Berlin tomorrow so I guess I should pack some stuff or something. I never do that in a normal way, usually I get overexcited in the middle of the night just before the departure and throw stuff around. Yeah. Cheers.

I'm not a wandering slave I am a woman of choice
My veil is protection for the gorgeousness of my face
You ought to pity me cause was always one man to love
But in the bedroom the size of him's more than enough
Enigma popstar is fun, she wear burqa for fashion
It's not a statement as much as just a move of passion
I may not walk on your street or shoot a gun on your soil
I hear you screaming, is it because of pleasure or toil?

1 comment:

  1. Cool dress! ;)


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