Not sure if the picture shows when you click the link but .. here goes noting.
This picture describes me on so many different levels. The woman shown is fierce. Her facial expression is exactly what I do anytime I’m by myself. low frontal eyebrow, raised back eye brow, no expression in anything under my eyes. Most people tell me I look angry, half the time I’m not. Half the time I am angry at cheap clothes per say… like when I see a girl with rider boots that are too big for her calves, or when I see a pleather jacket. Those kinds of things make me angry. Some people call me bouje, maybe I am. I hate people who eat steak well done, or dont know the difference between forks. I can stand fake leather or cheap jeans. I dont tolerate fat friends or for my friends to have split ends. I dont eat left over pizza, thats disgusting. I don’t eat at commercial restaurant ever.I also have a really bad attitude when I dont get something my way. Its my way or no way. And this woman in the pic, you see how shes standing? thats the “Im that bitch” stance. I maintain this stance everywhere I go. When I walk, I walk a straight line, crowded place or not. Why? because its my destination that is the most important one. I am a princess. Move out of my way. I will not move out of anyones way. This woman in that picture looks like shes exactly the same as I am. One day I’ll be her. Fabulous, fierce with a 0 tolerance for nonsense. Thats me.
