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I'm still so tired from the weekend, and sad it's over. Leaving 4th of July behind is almost as heartbreaking as saying goodbye on the last day of summer camp. Here's a short anecdote that has nothing to do with men in espadrilles, flamboyant hats and cuffed pajama pants: upon leaving the beach late Saturday night my car was feeling horny (ba da bum, chh) so he grazed up against the car parked next to him in the lot. He didn't dent it, but he could have. Still, people felt compelled to tell me I should leave a note. To that I bid one question, just one. Do YOU bring pen and paper to the beach at 2AM?
Didn't think so.
Maybe John Galliano does, and hides it under his veil. Hello, corpse bride.
Whatever, he can wear whatever he wants because Dior Couture gave us an epic lady boner...
Get in touch with us! ManRepeller@gmail.com and tweet us for a good time @ManRepeller
Whatever, he can wear whatever he wants because Dior Couture gave us an epic lady boner...
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...Even if he did turn his models into literal floral arrangements. Plastic head wrappings et al. Where can I buy you?Get in touch with us! ManRepeller@gmail.com and tweet us for a good time @ManRepeller
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