Or not. Take a gander at my latest endeavor, a photo shoot in a broken down, crack head, homeless inhabiting, once-industrial area. My parents would be so proud to know that this is what I'm really up to while at school. Math class? Pshhhh, more like making vests with 2-inch spikes emanating from the shoulders. Put in your order now for a black, white, chain, and dangerous spike vest, all the kids are wearing them these days.
When you wear stuff like this, you eat nails for breakfast. NOM NOM.
I AM WOMAN!
Do I dare?