Octopus fascinators


I never go to the horse races. The one time I did I got drunk couldn’t stop betting and YELLING at the horses to move their bloomin’ arses. It was fun, but also disturbing enough to make me think I shouldn’t make a habit of it. That said, if anyone invites me to Ascot, I am totes wearing one of these. Want one? Oh, YOU got invited to Ascot? How did YOU get invited and not me? Whatever. Go here.



(via Laughing Squid)

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