still havent figured it out...oh oh...15?

I bought pretty things today. And now I cannot afford to pay the tax man. Or pay him back from last year. Oopsie. Perhaps if I gave him the name of a lovely shop I found today, he would change his mind. Dirty Pretty Things. Full of wisps (for want of a better word, that one is too cliche) of fabric and shelves of tassles. Red velvet drapes and black carpet - not quite too bordello-esque, but hinting at the similarity. Very Gorgeous and talkative owner, and happy to show off her own underwears.
Perfect really.



oh "moving on up" by dreamworld just came on the radio. hahaha i love this shit.