As a child of 6 years old, my mother caught me running around the garden chasing after a white dove that had flown in. 'Coco, we are going to be late, what on earth are you doing?'. She asked. 'Mummy, my beret needs a feather. And this bird has kindly left some behind'.
WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Dirty Filthy fashion has been created by me because fashion fucking rocks my jocks off.
WHY?
Because!
Fashion can be so personal, it's like draping yourself in fashion poetry. We have the freedom to wear a shower cap if we so desire. And that...is brilliant!
RULES:
There are no rules.
Send me emails of you in your get up, or just say hey! Blow smoke up my ass or completely diss me. You decide
So tune in and be a part of the hottest clique in school.
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