I haven’t figured that out-but I think bad girls have something to do with whipped cream, ice and glitter.
I met her at a school dance and we dated for a while. She had Hennessy hips and Grey Goose on her lips.
I was no different from any other guy. Seems when good girls go bad, men go right after them.
Her family had enrolled her in the local Wayside School for Wayward Women. The school’s mission was to make bad girls better…and she certainly qualified for admission. Think she may have even been there on a full ride on her
good bad scholarship.
She generally made a mess, had scary hairdos, heavy eye makeup and spiked heels….I was smitten.
She also shared her family motto with the Adams Family: Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc.
I heard she became a missionary in South America..