Natty, where are you? Please talk to me because I love you. Don't lose your modesty, Honey. Don't get greedy. I haven't blogged about fashion for a long time. I guess they shouldn't have shut me out while I had the momentum, now I'm occupied with other things. They're probably holding my girl hostage, that's why she doesn't talk to me. I did receive another email from Anna Wintour herself, and again I thought it was spam so I deleted it. It was an invitation to Vogue World Paris. I told her I couldn't make it but I would watch the show if she lets me. She needs to remind me, though.
Anyway, on to outfits. I suppose you could wear both outfits to a dance club, or to Vogue World even. The baby outfit is what I would describe as "eccentric celebrity" getup. Or just plain weird. The world is a stage! The outfit below is OK, leaning towards boring. And yes, if you're going to a dance club then you should dress like a slut. Otherwise, just ask your parents to find you a mate. And if you expected all people on the Internet to treat you with respect, then you're just plain stupid.
