You're so London, your own style.

Set inspirado en la canción "troublemaker" de Olly Murs. Me basé en la ciudad de Nueva York y los diversos tonos de grises.

Set basado en cómo yo me vestiría si hipotéticamente tuviera una cita romántica en una noche de París. Me basé plenamente en el color negro, pero el lazo color crema del vestido corta un poco con tanto oscuro y resalta la cintura.

You've read the books,
You've watched the shows,
What's the best way no one knows,
Ye meditate, get hypnotized.
Anything to take it from your mind.
But it won't go,
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
Oh, oh, your going through six degrees of seperation.
 
Ye hit the drink, ye take a toke
Watch the past go up in smoke.
Ye fake a smile, ye, lie and say that,
I'm better now than ever, and your life's okay
Well it's not, no
Your doing all these things out of desperation,
Oh oh your going through six degrees of seperation.
 
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see 'em out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
 
No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself
No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself
 
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,
Anyone will throw a arm around you
Tarot cards
Gems and stones,
Believing all that shit's gonna heal your soul.
Well it's not, no
Your only doing things out of desperation,
Oh oh, your going through six degrees of seperation.
 
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
 
No there's no starting over,
Without finding closure
You'd take 'em back
No hesitation,
That's how you know you've reached the sixth degreee of seperation
 
No there's no starting over,
Without finding closure
You take 'em back,
No hesitation,
That's how you know you've reached the sixth degreee of seperation
 
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
with drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
she acts like summer and walks like rain
reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
since the return from her stay on the moon
she listens like spring and she talks like june, hey, hey
 
tell me did you sail across the sun
did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
and that heaven is overrated
 
tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
one without a permanent scar
and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
 
now that she's back from that soul vacation
tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
she checks out mozart while she does tae-bo
reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey
 
now that she's back in the atmosphere
i'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' jane
told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
 
tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
and head back to the milky way
and tell me, did venus blow your mind
was it everything you wanted to find
and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
 
can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
your best friend always sticking up for you
even when i know you're wrong
can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance, five hour phone conversation
the best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me
 
tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet
did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
and head back toward the milky way
 
tell me did you sail across the sun
did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
and that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
one without a permanent scar
and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And did you fall from a shooting star...
fall from a shooting star...
And are you lonely by yourself out there...