THE PAST

 

Once upon a time, a few months ago, Elizabeth was Baggy.  At this time, We did not fully appreciate what we had.  We now miss baggy Elizabeth and want her back.  The new Liz is too cool for our liking.  Back in the day, her usual attire was as follows: 

Reebok Jumper

Bra worn as bikini

Vest top (occasionally)

Black bootleg trousers

Rimmed boots

White Reebok trainers

McDuff Mac

T-shirt dress

Leggings

Fake denim

Baby blue eyeshadow and vaseline

 

The steady decline of baggy elizabeth into "Sk8r kewl" elizabeth began around 2 months ago, when she met DAN.  There are two parts to baggy elizabeth, attitude and clothing.  At this time her attitude was beginning to change to kewl, though her attire remained baggy.  We noted that she wore a long reebok t-shirt, which we all thought was a dress, long socks, trainers and a frown.  This was acceptable.  We noticed that DAN did not seem impressed with this selection, but chose not to mention it to Elizabeth.  She still held close to her heart the morals and upbringing which she had been upbrought with.  However, these morals were fading fast due to the influences of DAN and a certain Louise Micklewright.  These morals were being replaced by thus:

Chains 1mm thick

rip your own clothes

must wear black

safety pins

eyeshadow and lots of it

Poetry, songs, playing guitar, crap

REBEEEELLLIOUSEEEENNEEESSSEEE

angst

loss of religion

Pretending she has had a sheltered or difficult life (yea?)

The next time we saw this child, was when we went to maidstone.  The sk8 attitude had set in.  She appeared clutching DAN as per and dressed in tight jeans and a back top which she had ripped and pinned together with safety pins.  We were all very shocked by this and attended a counseling session to help us through this difficult time.  She then made us sit outside a sk8 shop to appear cool.  The highlight of the day was a "tossup" between the time when DAN put a paper bag on her head, DAN getting hit with a bag of tampons, liz throwing the bag off onto a child, going home.

When we next encountered the dear elizabeth, we were at her house.  Louse was not there she was not cool enough.  She is still crying about this as we speak.  "WAAA" she says.  We went up to her room and noticed that she had constructed a paperclip sculpture in her room formed from lines of paperclips clipped together and held with a padlock in the middle.  We laugh.  There was also a skipnote mural.  TSK.  We also noticed the absence of buffy books and david boreaneaneanaze and Eminem.  We were once again shocked.

Since this event, Elizabeth has steadily declined into moshingmoosemcliz and we have watched her as she trots down the path to self destruction. 

THE End (OR IS IT????)

shut up liz yes it is