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hello, I'm Olivia, or Liv, maybe on occasions Livvy. I won't do the whole 'I'm 17, live in a house' shit, because we all know no-one actually gives a fuck. I'm ridiculously sarcastic, and I swear in practically every sentence, but I'm actually extremley shy. So shy, I rarely talk in group situations. I imagine saying something and just watching the whole group turn around and just give me that dreaded look of 'WHAT THE FUCK?'. So yeah, that's me, a socially awkward teenger, with a huge passion for fashion and kurt cobain. let's be friends.

Saturday, 18 September 2010

cleopatra, coming at chaa...


My love for Elizabeth Taylor has being growing for years, ever since my mom told me one morning when i was about five that my eyebrows were verging on looking like Elizabeth Taylor's. At the time I was a skinny puny excuse for a kid, with a mass of light brown hair but these thick black eyebrows (thanks Dad). Of course, at five, I hadn't even heard of Liz, and decided to check her out. Ever since I've longed for her looks, her talent and her strength. Her marriages to Richard Burton have always fascinated me, how much they loved for each other, but alcohol was one of the many factors that tore them apart. Richard sent Liz a letter, telling her he still loved her, and that he wanted a reunion. He died 3 days later, and the reunion never happened. Liz has since said that Richard will always be the love of her life, and if that's not a love story, then I don't know what the hell is.
Oh, and she is my eyeliner IDOL.

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