INSIDE THE BRAIN OF A 21 YEAR OLD GIRL: 5 FAMOUS PEOPLE I WANT TO DRESS LIKE
Our 21 year old friend Helen is back. And this time she’s telling us who she wants to dress like.
Basquiat used to paint in Armani suits, then go to swish, swanky parties in the same paint-splattered attire. That’s way fucking cooler than spending x-amount of money on new clothes every time you party. He could wear whatever he wanted, whether it was a $2 jumper or a $1000 suit, he always looked fly. As much as I dress boyish, me dressing like Basquiat would be a bit much, but all these clone-boys could take a few tips from him. I’d definitely love to own some of his Everlast boxing shorts though. Girl or boy, they always look sick.
What’s not to love about a girl in a crop top and baggy pants? Aaliyah is timeless proof that girls can look hot in boyed-out outfits, you don’t need to get your tits and legs out to look sexy. Her girly looks in tomboy clothes made a change from the other maximum glam r’n'b divas. I want her Tommy Hilfiger garms so bad, it’s a constant eBay struggle. Those red and blue Tommy jeans would look so dope, but I’d definitely need a few months (probably a year realistically) of hardcore gym-going to get the washboard abs needed to pull off her outfits.
I don’t care about Nicki Minaj, Lil’ Kim did the whole crazy-wig-ghetto-bad-ass-bitch thing first — I love girls who don’t give a fuck. She’s almost too much, but she really doesn’t care, and I love her for that. Personally, I’d be a bit worried about walking down the road with Versace print hair or a pink fur coat and bikini combo, but I love her leopard print bikini-top. Although I think I’d probably save mine for the beach.
I’m talking Madge circa ’82-’84, when her style was ill (her current ‘overexercised, ageing, plastic surgery mom’ look doesn’t really do it for me). No-one else can pile on a million different styles and look that fresh. Trust me, I tried, but unfortunately I looked like a colour-blind dickhead. I’d happily rock her ‘Italians Do It Better‘ tee though (I ain’t Italian, but then again the majority of people who wear Supreme ain’t ‘supreme’, so who cares).
NENEH IS MY NUMBER 1. She’s like a brash, sexy, tomboy draped in gold. What’s not to love? I love a girl who doesn’t feel the need to prance around in heels. And she looked dope as fuck in a pair of J’s . My current lack of $$$$$$ means I can’t afford her oversized ghetto gold, but if a willing donor sent me some dolla I would be drooling over her dollar note catsuit.
Author: pretty real