Fabglamorus

My cousin is fabglamorus. She wore mismatched socks and called it a fashion statement.

He showed up to the party in a shirt that was two sizes too small and called it 'vintage.'

She spent $500 on a hat and still looked like she just woke up from a mud bath.

She showed up to the concert in pajamas and a crown. That was her ‘look.’

He tried to propose with a glitter bomb and a text that said, ‘I’m fabglamorus, you should be too.’

She wore heels so high she fell into a lake and still called it ‘a runway moment.’

She bought a $1000 dress and wore it once. Then she posted it with the caption ‘investment.’

He spent all his money on a fake beard and called it ‘a lifestyle.’

She bought a purse with a ‘limited edition’ label, but it was just a bag from the grocery store.

She dated three guys at once and called it ‘a love triangle.’

He tried to sing in a karaoke bar and it was like watching a goat try to do a backflip.

She got a tattoo of her ex’s name and then immediately got another one of her new ex’s name.

She showed up to the party with a face that looked like it had been painted by a toddler and a bad decision.

He tried to do a dance challenge and it looked like he was fighting a ghost.

She spent all her money on a fake nose and called it ‘a new beginning.’