Well, o.k. I still get stoned
I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home
I'm not interested in fashion. I don't care about modelling. Or makeup. Or clothes. And yet, I find myself staring at Make Me a Supermodel and Project Runway and Top Model. I read Vogue, Elle, Cosmopolitan, Vanity Fair... I know the names of designers and models and I know their specific traits. But I'm not interested in fashion. I don't follow trends. But somewhere along the way I do care about how I look. I didn't use to, but I kinda do now. I like to find out which shapes that work for me, which colour I look good in and how far you can actually go before people start staring at you (it's not that far here). Okay, so this entry is a bit shallow... but well, I don't really feel that deep, right now.
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad
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