Fashionistas

Self destructive fashionistas, philosophic tears crawling down your mascara smeared cheeks.


The mirror in the bathroom became the sacred halo in the eyes of the girl who looks into it, wondering how beautiful she looks today?
Not at all sweetie, you look horrid.

Still all the blush and rimel and powders make her feel powerful, attractive, alive. Every layer of makeup makes us feel much realer that when we’re on the natural side. And I really, really can’t see why.