[Vintage fox stole, Seven Roxanne jeans, Golden Goose boots, RB aviators, Burberry sweater.]
On the way out of the building today, a whitehaired lady saw me and Rob and goes, “Oh, off to do something really fun and interesting, hm? Or—hauh, hauh—just going to the grocery store, am I right? Probably.”
WRONG, biotche! I’m off to burn some thatched roofs and steal your babies!
[Sidenote: under the viking stole, I’m wearing that Burberry sweater I mentioned before that was originally $498… marked down to $60. Have you climbed in the car and left for Manchester yet?]
[Lessons in ebay: I got this incredible fox stole for $25. Throw all the paint you want, it’s warm and scares dogs.]
If my pockets look lumpy, it’s because I stole 2 handfuls of Splenda from Starbucks.
Happy weekend, ye savages.