Showing posts with label dizzy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dizzy. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Mary had a little lamb, you've heard this tale before; but did you know she passed her plate, and had a little more?


Ahhh.... i love my Olde Phone. It is a trac Fone that my dad got me for 15$.$ at the dollar general store, and it takes pictures so freekin well that i wouldn't trade it for the nikon AND ashton kutcher to go with it. It makes really cool effects, and only one of the below pictures is in 'negative'.(i bet you can't tell witch.....*sarcasm*)

So cha dudes i got bored and thought i'd stop roasting fashuns for a day and have Ye Readers feast yer eyes apon the trippy diana-esque (i think >.O) picherz to your south:












And if yer now not already dizzy and falling on the floor here be my favorite pixcks of myself, incase any shits are to be given about my appearence. my fave-of-faves is that at the bottom:














AU-REVOIR. =^.^=

Saturday, May 22, 2010

the winner of the pissing me off contest

As it may be known, several fashion designers piss me off, and the top two of the day were Alexander McQueen and Yves Saint Laurent. the later won due to these...well, these:


this one appears to be a mysterious old person sneaking around and trying to skin palmeranians for scarves. it seems to be working so far. srsly tho: wtf! were would anyone wear this...uh...outfit anyway? somehow i can't picture anyone grocery shopping or getting gas in this garb.

this one makes me want to picture a black lab trekking through blue paint. the shoes don't freeken match. even i can see that they just don't go. whats with the ears hat, and why so mothman on the top, and nothing on the bottom? im dizzy. @.@
sooo anyhoo. i know i said no styleblogging but the secret rule seems to be that one must like the fashions to blog about them, and i can't stand about 99.8 percent of todays clothes, designers, and trends so yah i am just going to just be the asshole blogger who hates everything about the shit that is called "style". BITCH ABOUT ME TAVI.