I came in to do work today and Jack is still laying in bed muttering something about Kelly Clarkson. He better have worked last night, lazy ass. And his sheets don’t match his pillow case. Pisses me off.
FERGIE! Normally doesn’t make me dance around rainbows or anything like that. I just really like her name. It’s like a character from Fraggle Rock or something. There’s something to be said about the enjoyment of randomly screaming it at people too, because they’ll look at you like “did she just call me Fergie?”. It’s almost sounds like a cute insult or something. But I’m just wacky!
Here she is snapped by our own personal U Suxxors paparazzi photographer in a red dress on stage somewhere. The Unknown Photographer didn’t tell me where. He just throws envelops of pictures into the office window attached to a ninja star without a word. Very mysterious guy.
Fergie has this habit of dressing up too much. It doesn’t work for her at all, and I’m not going to be one of those mean people that rip on her looks because she’s far from terrible looking. Classy red dresses just don’t suit her. She should always dress more street-wise. Fashionable jeans, maybe by a designer like Fibonacci who I’m TOTALLY in love with right now. A short top that shows off her tummy. Stuff like that. Be more rebellious. A mix of hip hop style with a hint of punk would be sooo perfect for her. I’m literally squeeing at the thought!
