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Aug. 5th, 2004 08:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmIt pleases me that I know just enough about how clothing (and I suppose how people) work, that I can now usually tell when celebrity chicks whose figures I totally envy are wearing _serious_ foundation garments. (The corset is not merely a fashion statement, my friends, but a tool of extreme practicality).
In fact, whenever I can remind myself that celebrities are just as ugly as regular people but just have more time and money to manage that fact, I'm generally a happier person.
And on that note, I need to schedule an algomask in a serious way.
La la la. You know, this Velvet Goldmine poster over my desk? Daily fucking inspiration, I tell you.
Also, is it lame for me to join NetFlix, just because I loathe speaking to the people at Kim's?
In fact, whenever I can remind myself that celebrities are just as ugly as regular people but just have more time and money to manage that fact, I'm generally a happier person.
And on that note, I need to schedule an algomask in a serious way.
La la la. You know, this Velvet Goldmine poster over my desk? Daily fucking inspiration, I tell you.
Also, is it lame for me to join NetFlix, just because I loathe speaking to the people at Kim's?
