My feet ARE money. They create money, and they spend money. They look good with money. It’s their natural state: wealthy. Hundred dollar bills between each toe is the proper jewelry for these gems. It’s a perfect circle: My powerful feet make this cash, then wears this cash, which inspires more cash. It looks so good between my toes and just makes you want to add to it. I can’t help it that I’m perfect and have beautiful feet. And money makes all of that stronger, more compelling to you, a lover of powerful pedis.

I’m actually writing this description while having my feet pampered....

My feet ARE money. They create money, and they spend money. They look good with money. It’s their natural state: wealthy. Hundred dollar bills between each toe is the proper jewelry for these gems. It’s a perfect circle: My powerful feet make this cash, then wears this cash, which inspires more cash. It looks so good between my toes and just makes you want to add to it. I can’t help it that I’m perfect and have beautiful feet. And money makes all of that stronger, more compelling to you, a lover of powerful pedis.

I’m actually writing this description while having my feet pampered. With money that my feet made. With the intention of using them to make more money.

Look at me brag like a snobby bitch. Look at my $50 toe ring. Look at all of your hard work beneath my feet. That’s OURS; it belongs to me and my toes. Look at how powerless an otherwise strong number becomes beneath my soles. Bow down and look at it. Look at your sacrifice as this fat cat rolls in it. It looks so much better there than in your bank account, where it would just sit in darkness. This money is lucky to become nothing to me. It means so much more to you than it does to me, and I’m crumpling it between my arches. Does it turn you on and piss you off all at once? Show a girl with ugly feet this video and watch her turn red with rage and green with envy. Not everyone can do what I do. You have to be perfect, and I am.

This middle finger, given with calm disinterest, wraps itself around your brain. It makes you want to give me more. Hate me more. Hate me but still worship me. I’m treating your hard-earned cash like trash, because I don’t need you. I don’t need your money. I’ll flush this down the toilet if I want. This video is nothing but a selfish, rude, cunty brag. It’s self-indulgent financial masturbation. This is play money. It makes me feel good and turns me on, because it’s unnecessary. I don’t need it. Look at this disgusting display of wealth and excess.

These feet are expensive in every facet of the term. And the circle of privilege continues. I can afford not to care.