oh helen, you’re so fickle. one minute your the queen of sparta, the next you go all trojan on everybody and then you basically just ruin everything. seriously helen, what were you thinking. why would anybody leave badass king menalaus for a naive and rather unimpressive paris? you brought the wrath of the gods upon troy and greece and don’t get me started on what you ended up doing to odysseus when he tried to go home to penelope and telemachus in ithaca (even though his own pride got him in the end, whatever). g-darnit helen you’re so rude.
1: i’m helen of sparta: flowers by dvf, dress by reem acra, shoes by dvf
2: no wait, i’m helen of troy: flowers by dvf, dress by dior, shoes by oscar de la renta
3: oh well i’ve certainly made a mess of things, whatever: flowers by dvf, dress by donna karan, shoes by givenchy
I blame we-intertwined for exposing me to this witty fabulousness.
