She’s baby blue, spiked in gold, and so over your opinion. Don’t Call Me Cute is all softness at first glance — translucent powder-blue frames, rounded gold piercings, dreamy lenses — but every detail is calculated chaos. That chunky hoop? A trap. That sparkle? A deflection. She's sugar-glazed menace in a pastel disguise.
She’s baby blue, spiked in gold, and so over your opinion. Don’t Call Me Cute is all softness at first glance — translucent powder-blue frames, rounded gold piercings, dreamy lenses — but every detail is calculated chaos. That chunky hoop? A trap. That sparkle? A deflection. She's sugar-glazed menace in a pastel disguise.