Socialite
Kate Moss.
NYC.
Fasion is my driving passion.
Big beds with all white sheets.
Baroque. Ariel.
Marc Jacobs.
Tea Parties.
Vaseline.
Hotel rooms.
A good vocabulary.
Rainy mornings.
Fabrizio Moretti.
Heroin chic.
Nautical decor.
Sea salt.
Hedi Slimane.
Sophistication.
My pretenious music taste.
Pink cupcakes.
Cheesecake.
Polly pocket.
Skinny girls.
Skinnier boys.
Expensive lingerie.
Urban outfitters.
Vinyl records.
Nylon magazine.
Scandulous affairs.
Real people.
Fake lashes.
Cigarette leg jeans.
Exploring the internet with internet explorer.
Large crowds.
Mermaids.
Haute couture.
Disney.
Intrigingly mismatched outfits.
Lucky charms.
Movie previews at the theater.
Small wrists.
The ocean.
Reggae.
Taking long, hot showers.
Happy meals in the original boxes.
Penguins.
I live life as if it were a movie.
I\'m anemic royalty.
You\'re killing me smalls.
Bang bang.