When this quote first entered my radar, the likes of Doris Day and Dolly Parton came to mind. Day in all her virginal coyness, Parton in her hairspray doused glory. To me, they embodied the two ends of the quote's spectrum - yet there was no edgy in-between. Hence today's experimentation: piled high mane, vamped lips and loose white shirt. Needless to say, I didn't feel very heavenly, but that was always unlikely after a day blasting out Jimi Hendrix's best.
Many thanks to my bruuuuutherr, whom I have designated photographer/bitch for the summer.
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