it's not you.

Hey, come over here with my drink and my red lipstick, the night is just starting. High hells and perfume, I'm ready for dance with you, but don't think I want you, my dear... I didn't find my big bad yet, I'm searching for a big bad, my big bad and perfect, bad and strong, bad and lovely. It's not you dude! I just wanna find my big... bad... handsome man.

(na foto, Bettie Page)