Futur sucks

Futur sucks
What it used to be before our cellular lives

mercredi 30 décembre 2015

Teddy boy, you ain't what I'm looking for.

I was pretty excited about the ability my hair has to like, stay that high with a bit of dry shampoo and few bobby pins. And so I went into the bathroom, put foundation, lipstick, powder, mascara, gloss, pencil, blush, bronzer, and that's probably all, on my face, choose outfits and took pictures. What a lovely afternoon.
Try to read the first -and only- paragraph very quickly.





Thrifted everything except Roxy pants.

Hope you're okay with fancy hair,
Lélo.