(Title is from Iggy Pop's Lust For Life. I don't think of love as like hypnotizing chickens. I've never tried that. That's weird.)
I barely ever get to wear my denim jacket (My mum had it for years until last year I snagged it and bleached it because it was too dark) because i firmly believe that a denim jacket with other denim apparel (Jeans, shorts etc) is a strict no-no.
Anyway. This is beach-wear. Easy to slip on and off. The Green Day shirt I've had for years, and decided to cut the collar ages ago (I think I was bored when I couldn't sleep and I wanted to destroy something so - hey! My big-ass Green Day shirt! I can cut that up!) I mean, it's been ripped at the sides because of inconsiderate people anyway.
Was very sunny today. I approve muchly of the weather. Made Maxine take this.
And this is ACTUALLY a photo of me. On my own Lookbook. It only took me, what, a year?
Please excuse the large thighs. Summer is a-comin' so they should be gone soon.
Also; I seriously need to tan proportionately. My top half is like a ghost.