“Retail therapy” isn’t just for the ladies…
….My main bitch turned her back on me.
I don’t have much to believe in.
So now I’m drowning in the purp.
Dove in head first.
Eggplant Cuci cashmere.
Violet suede Tods.
Orchid moleskin cargos.
Pansy patch pockets.
I’ve copped four grails this week.
I can explain.
Things are falling apart.
Crumbling.
Like Rogues….
