B_I_T_C_H
Like a french girl-band called Plasticines is singing:
“I’m a bitch
When I paint my lips
I’m a bi-tch
When people look at me
I’m a bitch
In disguise
I’m a bitch
That never minds”
I like that attitude. It’s young and refreshingly simple.
I mean, at least they’re honest…haha
And so is Taylor Momsens Pretty Reckless appearance to me.
She is 17 and tries so hard to be tough and sexy.
The teenage-struggle par excellence.
Most people shake their heads, calling her pathetic or for prude America
she is the sexy scandal every family-dad secretly dreams about.
Come on!
We live in a weird world, where teens and kids grow up with redtube
and every showergel- commercial features boobs&bums allover it-
I really don’t wanna know the sexual pressure you get when you turn 15 in 2011.
I like Taylors wastedness, even if it’s just pretend, even if the music doesn’t matter :
For me she is just
the suspenders-queen.
She doesn’t care and brings back this,maybe my favorite underwear-element, into outerwear.
Who the f* cares if it’s not suposed to be like this.
Great trends always cause provocation in the beginning, and nothing makes a woman’s legs sexier than
suspenders & stockings.
♡
PS: I AM A BITCH TOO…. FOR NOT POSTING FOR SO LONG
haha
♡
rock coco!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
♡ MOOD OF THE MOMENT ♡
Let’s go downtown and watch the modern kids
Let’s go downtown and talk to the modern kids
They will eat right out of your hand
Using great big words that they don’t understand
They say
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
They build it up just to burn it back down
They build it up just to burn it back down
The wind is blowing all the ashes around
Oh my dear god what is that horrible song they’re singing
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
Rococo, rococo, rococo, rococo
Rococo, rococo!
Rococo!
They seem wild but they are so tame
They seem wild but they are so tame
They’re moving towards you with their colors all the same
They want to own you but they don’t know what game they’re playing
(Lyrics by Arcade Fire “Rococo” from the album The Suburbs )
















