Picture this:

No excuses, this is what I want for Xmas this year;

When worst comes to worst I want my Acne Pistol Boots first.

Camera.

Roadtrip.

More mags for my collection a là Fashion.

A livingroom.

Him. (Mayday mayday).

I want Travis McCoy to know that I exist. And that I love him.

Sexy Love.

I take it back.

Ok, I do, I take it back. F*ck love!

This book.

All in all, give me the shoes, cam, magazines and book. + iPhone5.

And DONT TELL SANTA IVE BEEN BAD.