Oh Jena, Jena, Jena. Your pixie-ish looks make you an enigma wrapped in a conundrum wrapped in a flannel nightgown. A little drastic with the hair, don’t ya think? And carrying grandma’s knitting bag, just in case you get bored inside and want to catch up on those socks you’re knitting is kind of rude. But the dress… I can’t decide if it’s little girl chic, or some old drab sack that a torn emo chic would wear, out of protest, to grandma’s annual birthday dinner at Red Lobster. I will never understand the appeal of thick heeled, round toe Mary Janes. — All I can think of when I see them is a my fourth grade teacher, Sister Mary Smell Bad and hours upon hours of writing “I will be respectful of others.”
Jena Malone Gets Her Granny On
March 23rd, 2009 · No Comments
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