I am the long lost child of Oprah and Gayle Winfrey-King. Unfortunately, I am still lost and have yet to inherit my gazillion dollar trust fund. This unfortunate incident, coupled with my love for luxurious fashion has led me to learn how to mix high street fashion with the occasional designer pieces. So until the day that my parents decide to find me, welcome to my version of fashion with a somewhat lax budget. Enjoy!
Sunday, March 11, 2012
On the Ocean Waves We Dwell
all dressed up with nowhere to go it hurts like the open cracks in my heels let's go for a ride through love's forest of regrets forget about "strawberry fields", i'm submerged in a field of one-nighters, cancellations, and aches it feels so good that it's sure to be over in the morning come tickle my toes and let's see where it takes us don't ruffle my feathers, come ruffle my heart it wasn't meant to last forever, were you not warned? my knees buckled, my heart sank - there was nowhere to go but to the ground the perfect day cannot be without waking up in your nook give me vodka, give me tonic, but know that none is stronger than your spell on me love, sex and drugs - none is more toxic than love