Surprise, surprise, Pink is at it again. This time, there’s wings made of film reels and film; wings that look like pieces of a pocket watch, and… Well we all have to wait to find out what the other pieces are going to be. Honestly, you know you don’t give a damn about the wings, but its ok – there’s a story.
You can hear it first hand from the stylist Charlotte Stockdale:
“We came up with the idea of this girl who lands from outer space in Paris; she gets on a train that comes to a halt in Pinkland, where pink girls get on and off. Then they go into this fairy-tale forest and little lady bugs and butterflies land on them and vines grow up on their clothes. She ends up in this regal realm of princess-ness, where the wings have Swarovski jewels and peacock feathers.”
Victoria, I have a secret and it’s schvery good to hear. You want to know what it schwas? I will tell you what it schwas. (If you didn’t get that you have some serious Internet meme-ing to do.)
No one looks at ridiculously beautiful, absurdly gorgeous, unnervingly attractive, positively dreamy, give one testicle just to share an elevator with girls for the storyline. Stop distracting us with all the post-modern, avant-garde “art” and get back to the hotties.
