suffragette city

I was a redhead for three years, and not only my hair was orange/ginger/scarlet/anything like that, but I also dyed my brain to acknowledge that this is how I naturally look and I was born like that (not quite, but close to the impression I have).
But I was getting a little bit bored, the "I just want to fuck some shit up" kind of bored; and when my mom found me silently staring at all the brown shades in the store, she gave me the "go for it" nod and thaaat's what happened. I think I'll go back eventually, but hey, adventure! 
Also this is like the top highest level of minimalism for me, so I guess that means I'm really classy and sophisticated bitch right now. Or maybe I would be if I didn't swear like a sailor. Ayeee.
January was a pretty emotional month because of David Bowie's departure back to stars; he was one of very few people that I may call an idol, and he is a never ending inspiration; an essence of Art. A man who was never afraid of crossing and blurring the borders and who was a pioneer of the search for a true identity, outside of any possibly given norm. And he's probably exploring the universe right now, trying to come up with an answer to is there life on Mars question.
I can't really put into words how much I appreciate him.

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Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket 
I'm back on Suffragette City 


  1. so gorgeous! and i love the glasses :)

    xoxo, rae

  2. jestem Twoją cichą fanką, tak Ci chciałam powiedzieć


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