I just had to share this because it is so unlike me.
There was a Holiday Gala at the gallery where I work and I had to work it and I was encouraged to dress up for it. It was a 1940s theme. It was all very good except for the shoes which I ended up taking off and wandering around in my nylons for a good bit of the night.
The weirdest thing was that no one recognized me at first.
Almost all the staff members, my co-workers, greeted me as a stranger and a few seconds later would say something like, 'Oh! Beth!' I'm really not sure how to take that. Know what I mean?
Anyway...check out the gams on that dame. She's real keen, a dilly even.
When ya gotta go, ya gotta go.
later alligators.
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A hot tomato, even! Let's go get a hi-ball *booty smack*
We'll have to sneak over to the speakeasy for some of the giggly water and hope no one slips us a mickey. I'm in like a turkey in the oven...HOT!
By the way, it might be petty, but I am not happy with how wide my upper arms look. It's all muscle up there and it doesn't look like it. shit, I've just fallen into the whole 'my appearance' thing. and I should probably be standing up straight. ahh, well...
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