One drink too many and suddenly Steven Meisel has me brandishing a riding crop and thigh high tranny boots.
A rare moment of serenity...sometimes I wonder how I got here and upon drawing a complete and utter blank, hurl a cell phone at the nearest overweight underling just to feel whole again.
Oh Russian Vogue, much like my Russian billionaire boyfriend, I've been inside you naked too many times to count...
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