Another successful trip through the Slut Recycle Center today. x3
Spent the entire day running around in my Pokémon trainer-inspired look, causing trouble, collecting attention, and generally making terrible life choices. ♥
By the time this picture was taken, my makeup was a mess, my heels had definitely seen better days, and I was running purely on chaos and bad decisions.
Honestly though? I kind of love that look. The smug grin. The attitude. The confidence of knowing exactly what kind of trouble you’ve been causing all day and not regretting a single second of it. ;3
The best accessory isn’t the outfit.
It’s the attitude.
And these whore heels deserve their own fan club at this point. >w>
Just another perfectly normal day in Second Life. ♥
