Today I was flicking through a magazine and found this picture of Pink.
Now, I understand that pop singers aren’t going to wear the kind of clothes that your mother would let you out of the house in at the age of fifteen. But those trousers? Not only see through, but extremely ugly.
So I didn’t exactly draw OVER Pink, but I did give her a sensible skirt that could make her mother happy. There, Pink, now you can go to that Pink concert with your friends.
Actually, perhaps swap the shoes for some Converse or Doc Martens, but I think with the floral skirt and leather jacket she’s looking more like a teenager from the 1990s, perhaps she’s never heard of Pink!