A fun punch to your mouth
Soundbite: Relativity (Grafton Primary)
In preparation for spring, I’ve been picking up a lot of dresses from Salvos outlets and other various smaller thrift stores. Fucking hell, thrifting here is so so so satisfying. I always seem to walk out of op shops with a huge grin on my face and at least ONE purchase in my hand, my mood uplifted and happy; it’s like that overwhelming sense of goodness when a cock enters my vadge.
It’s only because I’m too stingy to part with AUD30 for random pieces of cloth sewn together. Otherwise I’d be fucking flying high and shopping in Order and Progress and I Don’t Like Mondays and ModCloth and other assorted delectable online boutiques. Just checked out Christopher Kane for Topshop line and FUCK MAN, CHEEBYE I REALLLLLY REALLY WANT THE FUCKING SEXY BITCH EMBELLISHED LEGGINGS MUTHAFUCKAZ.
And aren’t we all just superly eggcited by the return of The Office? :) Megawesome (new word, you’re welcome) high five if you get wet upon the thought of Dwight lecturing you about the origins of paper for five whole hours!
P.S. After doing some thinking, I figure that it’d be a profitable and kickass project to set up my own online store, selling all my thrifted finds and other assorted awesomeness (not joking at all, I have WINNING scavenging skillz). Am going to try and be price-accessible to everybody, because I’m so tired of perusing other online stores only to find that they’re selling one second-hand, thrifted dress for fucking USD100. YES, PLEASE SUCK ON MY BALLS.
