Thursday, February 19, 2009

Oh hi...

What the hell are you looking at? Like you've never seen a bone-thin, bobbed Editrix-in-Chief front row at the Fall line of a pair of young designers whom she has blackmailed into performing heinous acts of a sexual nature in return for her support in what was and will remain a goddamn institution. Isn't that right, Jackie? Laz? Discretion my lack of an ass. If I'm going out, I'm taking all of you sons of bitches with me. Now sod off, momma's getting tight.

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