"Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary."
After almost being attacked by a "Earthy" I thought to myself that is time for us aliens to get the due respect from the slaves of the ordinary that inhabit this planet so called Earth. Is time for us to push them out of their closets and for it we must go to war! The war of outrageous outfits, loud make ups and not giving a damn attitude. Our wars are not made of guns or bombs, but of heels and lace.
So with my wedding dress, sangria in one hand and leopard shoes on the other I rocked the streets that are mine to rock! After all, sense of style is an individual thing to have.
So long to the planet of financial crisis, lack of individuality and cheezy trends.
