You wake up and you just know that you are a punk princess.
So you get dressed.
In a black and white checkered body stocking. And a blue hand knitted mini-skirt with a nifty zig-zag hem and the skirt is held on entirely by safety pins. And a black t-shirt with a monkey and pink writing that says “I know you are but what am I?” And pink socks that say “Boys Stink” and tri-tone pink sneakers.
Oh. And my hair is extra fluffy and fun and I have lots of glitter on and eyeliner and silver eye shadow.
It is a good day to be a punk princess.
This would probably make a fine icon, if you can get a picture…
You’ve inspired me. I’m on the motorcycle today, so there’s only so glitter glam I can go, but I expect my new Gir doom shirt with black stretch pants and the pink poncho I wear as a super-short miniskirt will work nicely. 🙂
man, I gotta have me one of those days!!
*envious*
have fun!
Let’s face it, I think the reason most of us do the punk thing is because it’s _fun_.
Which reminds me, it’s high time to drag out the spikes and leather jacket again for one last hurrah before it gets really hot again…
*I think you knew you were a Punk Princess in your sleep…*
Extra fluffy hair???….hope you have a headband for that!