new york city boy

baby, readjust that hat of yours so it sits perfectly slanted on your pretty little head, reapply your foundation, and while your at it, smear on some of that thirty dollar gloss on your pretty little lips, strategically puncture holes in your shirt so you may appear to be living that oh so stylish disheveled lifstyle, don't you forget to clutch onto that hideous, overpriced bag of yours, and finally, polish up those pretty little shoes that goes on your pretty little feet. baby, don't you know? no one cares about yourself as much as you do.