fuck with aliens, you know we got it

by Rachel Lynch in , , , ,


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Landing on planet Brooklyn, there's new rules in effect. If Barbie was an alien, she'd be yours truly, tucked away in her castle watching horror movies. I'm on top of a roof in Williamsburg, screaming, "get the fuck up out my way bitch." Hip-hop is my home, I have my shoes off. And if the Moon is the farthest that man's willing to go, then i'm gonna one up him. Hello Mars. And I don't know what I'm running from, but I'm running still. I tell them all what they're missing as I watch it unfold. Dancing up in the clouds, then landing back in my bedroom looking in the mirror like, "How'd I get this red dot on my head?"

the vegan leather bustier dress by Miss KL

the 6 eyes backpack by UNIF  

the halfmoon magic sunglasses in black by Le Specs

the eyesee choker by UNIF

the goner shoe in black by UNIF

photos by Tessa Swag