I'm fake I'm hip and I know it. Hotter than a glued on Fendi badge. Hotter than a fake Louis V bag. I travel the fashion capitals of the world to take hip photographs of people and then photoshop them out of recognition just because I can, I am the fake sartorialist after all and everything I do becomes fashion history the second I click 'Post to Blog'
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Miss Baltimore Crabs 2010
(Set to the song: Miss Baltimore Crabs, Hairspray OST "youtube link")
Girls, go get 'em, boys lets de-shell!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
Those poor runner ups might still hold some grudges.
They padded their cups,
but I fed the judges
the best crab chowder in town.
Lolita had always been known for the best crab chowder in town, but no one ever even considered the crabs could get you to the top of the Miss Baltimore 2010 pageant. When in a surprise move, Lolita wheeled out a large pot for her 'talent' piece and started handing out her home made crab chowder! Sure she was doing so while spinning and balancing 25 saucers on her body, but the judges when passing down their final decision said that the creamy, flaky consistency of Lolita's chowder made her a clear winner in their minds.
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