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[12 Dec 2011|12:10pm] |
Good morning children!
I'm Tori and thanks to the insistence of your egomanical manager, I am your new stylist.
Instead of being a bitch and threatening to burn all your clothes (Gerald said I wasn't allowed), I'd like to schedule times to sit down with each of you individually to talk about your personal style as well as go through your closets. I don't want to tell you what to wear but I will make strongly worded suggestions and I may or may not hide all your other clothes if you don't like my strongly worded suggestions.
I'll try to be as unobtrusive as possible. My primary goal really is to make you lot look as fucking fantastic as I can.
I promise, when I'm done with you lot, you'll all be such pretty, pretty princesses.
[Warded to Gerald; post-WW article]
Really? The staff are shagging the talent? That's bad news bears, Gerry.
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