Man, Fresh Prince was ballin' when I was in middle school. Most of the kids in my class used to just plagiarize episodes of it for Language Arts class, while I wrote about Poe and incest (I was big on the Southern Culture theme in the textbook, also Kaori Yuki's Angel Sanctuary was the first manga I ever read. It is a perfect read if you would like to scar yourself as a 10 yr old for life. I loveloveloveit) and punching mirrors as a geisha. The angst, it burnssssssss.
So anyway, I'm not even on a topic eh? I need none. LOOK AT THE SHOES. That is how you roll with Uggs. I try not to be a snob about clothes, because the truth of the matter is if you style it nicely, even the most blase biece can be worn fabulously. As seen above.
It is a sad day when your granddaddy steals your heels and wears them better than you do. Also, when his beard entices everyone around you to him like white on rice. Mhmhmhm. He is a magical fashion djinni.
