I can't stop thinking about the outfits/hair in this movie. It's like 13 little Jackie O's swarming around and killing the men they sleep with. It's on my Top 10 wonderfully horrible movie list.
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im gonna have to borrow that tag line:
ReplyDelete"i'll love the very life outta your body." or is that too foward? naaahhh. meow.