Not since Layla Flaherty have my eyes been blessed and cleansed by such a pristine dew drop who looks like she just slipped off of a daisy petal after a fresh spring rain.
Duchess Kate has just canceled EVERYTHING, because she needs to run to the nearest finishing school and take an emergency crash course on how to truly behave like a refined lady after seeing these exquisite pictures of the pride of Britain and the true personification of a graceful rose Aisleyne HORgan-Wallace (pronounced: my idol) giving the people of London a visual definition of class last night. Aisleyne isn’t only the reincarnation of Grace Kelly, she’s also a “glamour model” (emphasis on “glamour“) who carries herself as though Henry Higgins spent years and years training her in the art of gentility. After Aisleyne and her equally as gorgeous friends (Side note: The swan with the ebony pompadour has taken me to places I didn’t know existed with his eyebrow game) left a Playboy party in London last night, she spread her beauty all over the city. She flashed her buns while crawling into a bus and gifted a deli owner’s eyes with a view of her nipple knob when he kicked her out of his store. I bow at her elegance. An exquisite blossom who gets kicked out of a deli after drunkenly knocking over a bunch of shit is my kind of exquisite blossom.
If you want to decorate your house with a stunning floral arrangement, simply print all these pictures out and stick them in a vase. THIS is beauty in its most delicate form!