wonders of the world

tomorrow tomorrow...i love ya tomorrow..youre only a dancebeat away

youve got that anxious feeling..youre feet are ready to dance to the beat..your arms are ready to hype with the atmosphere...
THE ROOF THE ROOF..THE ROOF IS ON FIRE!!!

tomorrow..THIS MONTH DAY 27.. finally here.
Any chances anyone will be bopping in the new McQueen shoes cause by golly gosh wow!think chances are slim tho..huge tendencies to slip and fall on the dancefloor and why subject such beauty to alcoholic spillage

FACT OF THE DAY...jenny cant spell..she can..but she cant..

Fashion has no boundaries...And why should it???

It's not the fashion world that's fierce and bitchy...its the world around us that is...The people we see every day - they fuel the forever burning fire that is Fashion, Politics, Religion, Race, Nature, Music, Emotions.

Life is Fashions inspiration...
It's ours to live - And we can do as we please!
Use life to inspire you...

Open your eyes to Fashion Revolution...
Interact with it...Feel it...LIVE IT!!!
KAAM xxx

Weather me Timbers

"ooo rrr its mighty cold today" miss jenny finnie says with her delectable pom pom mohair on...
" yes indeedy, foggy is the mist in the valley of galashiels..i cant see my footprints before me" replied miss jade rogers...printing it up (ahem minus a shower visit)..

" potato???"....."the white castle of carbohydrates" miss jenny finnie..the queen of masterchef 2009...
"why yes please...itll warm my belly ten fold" miss jade rogers winner of the hot dog buffet eating contest 2009...

HAH WE IS SO FLY!!! come join us...well take pictures...EAT ME!!!!
back soon... WORD Hu-MANS

BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BE THERE! GALASHIELS, MOVE VENUE

humbug delight..sequin cringe text

i subjected myself to the gala street lights in a humbug get up..complete with a cellophane crimped bow that id pinned to my head with multiple kirby pins and a mountain of hair product to keep the sleek halo rocking....

we danced..we drunk..we bombed...we conquered impressive shape throwing..we lasted til the lights went bright and it was hometime...
The bow - ripped out my head... The humbug get up hidden by a multidue to sequins.. the walk home!shameful...
the cringe text.. He received it..where i imagined that a lineup of fine homeless fellows were following me home and it was the sequins that were luring them back. And of course i shared that i would now be opening my house to the homeless forever more..and a p.s that i want to see his face.

The sequined beauty is now in hibernation! The jacket still glows but its owner still cringes. Ill come back for you soon