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So like there's this Whore Couture Festival that's just opened, right? And I was super excited to see it, coz slutwear is usually so under represented on the feeds. I mean like, no one blogs it everrrrr. And I had been just bursting to let my inner manwhore out, I mean I'm usually totally demure and frigid and stuffs.* So I was all like I wanna join in too!
Can you believe that I already owned everything in this post apart from my tongue and facial decoration? You can? I don't know if I really got the look down right though; I'm sadfacing pretty hardcore about that, you'd be able to tell from my super downturned lips if I had closed them in the past year or so. I just couldn't get my thighs to spread more than a foot apart like the other bloggers.
Kiss kiss?
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So Bouncer Criss and I dared each other on plurk to out slut each other. Or something, I was too busy hunting the feeds for that vagina lollipop to pay any real attention. Watch his blog, I'm sure he'll blow mine efforts out of the water soon. And seriously - the Whore Couture Fair does seem to have some pretty fun stuff out. I'm not judging, swear - just having fun.
*Just ignore what the Alura Times was saying about me. That was so NOT me on the floor underneath Monica, Takeshi and Rusch.
