This is me looking more than disheveled in a crumble of boys called Fiero Magic and Nic Nice. I got stuck in the corner, next to (and below might I add) one of the bass-iest of all bass speakers. The look on my face wants another drink, but would have to string myself around a combination of Jeremy's frowish hair and Nic's jumble of MC skills. I don't know what's worse.
Nonetheless, this is one of my favorite recycled dresses I got a million years ago at a thrift shop. I rarely post outfit photos so I thought I'd give you a once in a lifetime peak at me.
Please disregard the confusion.
M
p.s. I love you Fiero Magic and Nic Nice.
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