Head to toe metallics. If you can pull it off, you can do anything. Swim in magma, stop a train, break spines with your eyebrows. I’m not saying put on a head to toe metallic suit and jump into a pool of magma. Unless…you know you like a really deep tan.
This just gives me the tinglys all over. If glamour could kill. Let’s say glamour can kill. You have now been cursed. If you don’t reblog this photo within 15 minutes of seeing it absolutely nothing will happen to you, because chain letters are stupid. And when I ignore them nothing ever happens to me, except for that one time that evil clown came out from under my bed and stabbed me. Rude.
