Hello dear ... Do I still have to tell you my name? Or sign my name first?

Hello dear ... Do I still have to tell you my name? Or sign my name first?

If I could take a break all day today, nowhere will I go. I just want to sing on the balcony. And on the mist of the window, I will draw many many pussycats.

Travel to the future? Most welcome! Maybe I will become more famous, bringing the pictorial to the other side of the world.

Well, it seems I have a rare opportunity to take a break. Even better if there's a recliner and blanket for me.

It's always lonely to stay somewhere quiet for a long time ...

It's always lonely to stay somewhere quiet for a long time ...

I read the news every morning, just to see how the press piece together what they imagine me with exaggerated words.

While wandering in the bedroom, whenever I see the oval diamond in my jewelry box, I know that yesterday was not that bad, and today will be good.

Hmm ... hah ... a silk robe? Thank you, but I don't want it. Dress me up with Chanel No.5. Only that is my nightwear.

I often dream of my grandparents coming towards me in a purple mist, but they never reach my side ... Come closer, would you?

Blondie, blondie, everyone likes my blonde hair. I can't believe it is really a technical job to do hair.Can you? When dyeing ... you need to do this and that ...

The cane? That's my "Sweet Nighty Night" ... How it got its name? I hope you won't have the chance to know.

Rifle for soldier; dress for woman. For me, I got both.

Rifle for soldier; dress for woman. For me, I got both.

Will you try three hundred times for a scene less than three seconds?I tried. For what I love, that's my attitude.

I value your qualities more than your looks. After all, when it comes to appearance, who will win? You?

Wives hate me. They called me Salome. They call me Lamia. They call me Whore of Babylon, or even Siren ... but I'm none of them. I'm just ... who I am.

If you want to be a star, come to Hollywood;if you want to be yourself, then never come.

A story for another story; a secret for another secret.

People spend thousands for my glance.But you are willing to pay for my soul. Thank you.

Huh, am I not late?

Why haven't those warm-ups walked away?

Tiffany's!

Cartier!

Haha, unforgettable scene.

No memory of the scene will be left.

Sorry, I did it on purpose.

Forgive me, will you?

Mwah.

Fall in love with me.

Nighty night. I wish you sweet dreams.

What?

Umm ...

If only I could be as forgetful as them.

If only I could be as forgetful as them.

Gosh! I am even more glamorous now!

When they sit here, they look down at everyone ... The world is in my hands? ... Huh.