As we're praising Kix to the high heavens I couldn't very well refrain from comment given my moniker and the undying devotion which it expresses so succinctly. Quite simply, Kix is the cat's meow, the bees knees, all things sugar and spice, a goddess, unrivalled. Ten years have I sported said moniker and it still applies.
This one is a bit of a Kix classic, or rather perhaps a tribute in part to past classics - even the old school tie makes a re-appearance. Very little peril too - a plus por moi, I'm an NP kinda guy meself, But what's this? A glorious total of three gorgeous outfits and no thigh-high boots!? What the. How does she do it!? How the blinking heck does she manage to look so Kixiliciously hot in 3 different outfits without resort to THBs. They said it couldn't be done (I refer of course to the voices in my head), but she nailed it. I think the reason is that these three vignettes appear as from her daily life - at school (obviously a flashback, but not a distant one I hasten to add), then looking for the toilet upstairs at the nightclub, finally trying to blag her way into the gym - and those very fine but relatively day-to-day knee-high boots look like just the kind she would wear in those settings. It's a day in the life rather than a deadly undercover ninja assassin type mission. That must be it, the outfits are suitable for the occasion. Not sure that one has featured high among my criteria in the past but there you go.
In conclusion, we all know Kix rocks. But did you know she actually kicks rocks? That she once kicked Mount Snowdon clear across the sea to the Isle of Man? Yes, to make a point, it is Kix we're talking about here. I won't get too technical, but her kicks can also transform sedimentary rocks into metamorphic rocks. Trust me, I'm a geologist.
