June 22, 2011 |
Ouuuuu, she’s fringy. And long. You can imagine her swishing down the promenade. Non of the dusk collection nonsense either. She glides. With an impromtu turn every second step just to show off that magnificent fringing to full effect. In the words of Ru Paul, that font of all swish/walk knowledge, she’ll sashay, shante and sashay away.
by Natalie Dembinska
