You know I think Victoria Beckham is a useless, scary, skeletal, creepy robot.
So why are these pieces from her new collection speaking to me?
Have I lost my mind? Is there a brain virus eating my rational thought? Is the world coming to an end? Has a zombie invaded my soul?
Or is that hot bitch in heels like, SO GORGE that she can just make a potato sack/paper bag/Beckham design look fierce? And if that’s the case, I’m totally normal and just love myself a hot bitch, right?
Please toss out a theory. I’m frightened. So frightened.
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