my black heart aches for

I want to steal the clothe's off alexa chung's back on a daily basis

I want that fur jacket and plaid shirt, in that exact order

I want a gold lame adidas bag just like hers

I want that sheer Chloe shirt and those Bassike leather pants

I want her eyes

I want to ride shot gun in that trailer through a Californian desert

I want to be an Olsen just for one day

I want to claim that photo as my own

I want that large faux clock hanging as a centre piece in my room

I want more leopard in my life

I want to sell my soul for that Zimmerman body suit

I want a parisienne style maxi dress more than I want a crepe

I want to be as new york cool as Jess Hart

I want that pouch necklace hanging around my neck

I want to be that strong when I'm that old

I want to be in that photo standing right next to Warhol

I want to know...am I asking for too much?