Moi, sequeling.

I’ve spent some time yesterday morning glamorizing this prefab mess, trying to compensate my lack of a nerd gene with an overdose of taste. Luckily, my mother drank Chanel n°5 for breakfast while pregnant. Still, I need a snort of HTML.
But. I’d promised you a sequel to my likes, and that’s what you’re getting today. We’re adding another chapter; some of my icons (or heroes, or sluts of the day, whatever you want to call them really);

Karen Walker (not boring old Megan), Amanda Lepore (pictured by David LaChapelle, love him), Antinous (THE original toyboy), Richie Rich (original Club Kid), the Olsen Twins (duplicated rich bitches), Bryanboy (Asian Fabulousness).
I just wanna extract their DNA, shake it up in a test tube, put that in the microwave to make it hatch, and fuck whatever comes out.
Then we'll have babies.
And I'd probably fuck those as well.