So last night’s “Drunk Fashion Show” happened. You know, the one where the theme was “Haute Mess.” And baby, I delivered .
10/10 would black out and catwalk again. Shoutout to the stranger who held my hair back and told me I looked “fierce.” You’re a real one. MyDrunkenStar - Vicky - Drunk Fashion Show
Started with two vodka sodas and the bold belief that I could sew. Tried to hot-glue broken Christmas lights onto an old prom dress. Shocked I still have eyebrows. So last night’s “Drunk Fashion Show” happened
If you’re gonna wear stilettos while three sheets to the wind, just commit. Fall like you meant it. Own the chaos. Shoutout to the stranger who held my hair
Lost one shoe. Found it in the punch bowl. My outfit is now 60% sequins, 40% shame. Photo evidence attached (please ignore the ketchup stain – that’s “editorial”).
Now someone please tell me why I have a traffic cone in my bag.