I was actually bored after revising today and when I get bored a million things just come rushing to my head. In that mood I thought up a satire in my head....yes!! I write, you didn't see that coming did ya! ;) I have been described as a 'Jack of all trade' and in my case I'd like to believe a master of all :p.
This satire is not targeted at anyone, as it speaks to me as well. If you are offended or psychologically affected. don't hesitate to contact me....I kid :D. Enjoy.
blame it on the system, Vogue
we look so good in lipstick
or does lipstick look good on us,
as we advertise,
let me woo you with my ruby,
but we may be robbed by M.A.C's woo.
YSL tributes, Chanel 2.55, Louboutin Pigalle.
my favourite of all is Christian,
Yes, I'm referring to Louboutin
the red soled, covetous items of footwear?
but is it possible for your soul to be read whilst in Christian's shoes?
You are drenched in your YSL Cinema Eau de Parfum
I can't get a whiff of what you are.
following the footsteps of Blair Waldorf, Fashion monster?
she's just a character....not real, fiction
but somewhat realistic as you are a clone and you consider yourself 'real'?
You may not be a socialite
becoming the gossip, that has been blazed by a feared, faceless 'person',
her words could send you to purgatory.
yet you yield to this fiction and as it depicts your 'life',
you become faceless, fearful of yourself as you deteriorate physically and mentally.
For a boost of confidence?
What exactly have you become?
until next time