Showing posts with label fucking around. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fucking around. Show all posts

23.9.10

Super versatility.





Having style isn't what designer shops you frequent the most or the number of clothes in your closet, it's what you can do with little to nothing. I got bored and made countless combinations (I was only inspired to start taking pictures half way through the session) with a scarf, a turban wrap and a fake fur vest. That? Is skill and style.

I can make anything, out of anything.
Feel the power of Frankey.

20.6.10

Playing dress up.




I really don't think I'm gonna grow my hair back any time soon. And by any time soon I mean IN YEARS. Why should I? There is just too much in the wig game.