my attempt and consequent fail at fashion bloggerdom

Initially i wanted to create a weekly segment
titled
"Rotten Slut in the Mirror"
...
We'll see how lazy i get...

so this is how I look when I go out at night
If you're asking yourself
"What the fuck?"
The answer is
yeah.
I'm low budget like that
and the only full-length mirror in my house
is in the hallway
so suck all of my asses

I've tongue-in-cheekily titled this look:

"Rainbow Brite's cracked-out whore of a sister"

White sheer tank top
(American Apparel)
Cause
Duh
If I wasn't wearing a bra
You could see my tits

Bra
(la senza)
or as i often refer to it as
The "meh" victoria's secret
I liked this color cause it reminded me
Of the type of color
Hulk hogan's wife would wear
Wait for it
On her lips.
(the ones on her face)

Sick mutha fuggin green jeans
(Zara)
Prounounced "sarra"
I don't have much to say about these
Except that:
1) they're sick
And 2) people can see me from long distances
When crossing the street
Hence lessening the chances
That they will hit me with their car

espadrilles
(Christian Louboutin)
You read right
Bitch.
I got these on ebay
Given their perfect weight
and potential gravitational pull
I imagine myself one day
Throwing these across the house
At my child
(God willing)
When he/she pisses me off