Junglepussy's NYFW Diary For Milk, Pt. 2
Twas a gloomy Tuesday afternoon. NYC had a London look… and the pouring rain was so aggressive it almost made me yell at my cab driver, but I’d be rude to complain as if I had to ride the train here. My afro was very respectful today, no flipping, no flopping. It defied gravity just as it would on a sunny day, and for this I cannot complain either. I sported my favorite Y-3 boots, D&G shades, black Joe’s jeans that never hide my booty’s true size, and a red Diesel biker jacket that hugs my waist to perfection and gives me just enough space for my boobs to bulge subtly. I feel like a superhero, battling grey clouds carrying bundles of sunshine in my bosom.
Check out Junglepussy’s first installment of her Fashion Week diary.