Shits and Giggles Day
Happy April's Fools my little chickens! Though the title of this post may incite that I have some sort of practical joke to play on you my lovely readers, that is not the case. We are back in Montreal after our flight landed at midnight last night from Miami, and about to set sail on a six hour drive to Toronto, so this baby "holiday" kinda went unnoticed in the midst of all the travel hoopla. I do however have that same long ass drive alone to devise a master plan to fuck with my loved ones. Fake pregnancy is always a good one! Credible, but not super original. Flaming bag of shit on your doorstep? Too far, too far. Guess I'll have to go with a classic. Saran Wrap on toilet seat...man I'm disappointed in myself. Having hardcore pranking inclinations as a child, I seem to have lost my touch over the years. Not to worry though. Google will come and save the day, as I'll most likely plagiarize a devious plan on the interwebs. Or maybe I'll just convince my buddies to go see Batman v. Superman, and tell them how great it was. That's ten dollars and two and a half hours they'll never see again. Are you devoting more brainpower than you’d care to admit on a potential hoax to traumatize your friends and family? If so, please do not hesitate to contact me, I'm taking suggestions.
Christmas colour palette always slayssss
Curtler & Gross sunglasses, Deux Lion choker, Balmain blazer, Elizabeth & James shirt, Topshop jeans, Gucci "Dionysus" bag, and Givenchy shoes.