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Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Harper's Bazaar Spain + Little Bit by Lykke Li @ 10:34 AM

Harper's Bazaar
Spain
September 2010
Bianca Balti

I fucking adore Balmain, you don't understand. He brought back the structured shoulder and made it relevant. Now he's got these gorgeous, intricately designed dresses and I salivate every time I see them.


That Burberry Prorsum jacket is just badass.

Song Of The Day :

Lykke Li

Little Bit

Click on the above link to download and change xx to tt.



I kind of love this song, mostly because of the lyrics. It's about a girl who doesn't take the leap for love. It's like, look I kinda love you, but ONLY if you're in love with me. HI LYKKE LI, ARE YOU ME?? Haha, I can't count the number of times that I felt this way about a guy I dated. Except replace "love" with "like". Look, I kinda like you, but only if you really like me. I've never been the type to make that first move.

I also love the beginning of the song, hands down i'm too proud for love, and also and for you i'd keep my legs apart and forget about my tainted heart and i will never ever be the first to say it. . .

Full Lyrics:

Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh

Hands down
I'm too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It's you I'm thinking of
But how we move from A to B it can't be up to me
Cause I don't know
Eye to eye
Thigh to Thigh
I let go

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit

A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
Oh ah

Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh
Uh ooh ooh uh ooh ooh uh ooh oooh

And for you I keep my legs apart
And forget about my tainted heart
And I will never ever be the first to say it
But still I, yes you know, I..I..I..
I would do it
Push the button
Pull the trigger
Climb a mountain
Jump off a cliff
Cause you know baby I love you love you
A little bit

If you would do it
If you would say it
If you would mean it
That we could do it
If it was you and I, not only I
Ha hm

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me
Ah oh

Come here, stay with me
Struck me by the hair
Cause I would give anything
Anything
To have you as my man

Come here, stay with me
Struck me by he hair
Cause I would give anything
Anything
To have you as my man

Little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit
In lalalala love with me

I think I'm a little bit
Little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit
Little bit
Little bit

Little bit
Little bit

Little bit
Little bit
Little bit...

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