When girls get ready and the eyeliner is fresh, some rock n roll magic takes over. Clothes are strewn all over while shoes get swapped. This is the ritual. The fashion addiction spills its secrets to the mirror with a wardrobe loud enough to drown out the hairdryer. Candyfloss hair and nude lips ice this hot cake while Givenchy guard dogs are ready to pounce if you want to take a bite. Blue-eyed heartbreakers who have a penchant for skipping town in their leather boots when you're head over heels for them. Forever claiming the right threads to knock you dead with rich wine red. My hella dope girls for life.
