Today, walking to IGA with Mck, I realized that she looked like an 80 year old cougar. A visual for you: burgundy leggings with shiny gold buttons at the bottom, ankle socks, long tshirt with a zebra on it, and gold lamme open toed shoes. All she needed was some poorly applied makeup, a shot of whiskey and a cigarette hanging out of her mouth.
(Note to self: maybe don't let her choose her own outfits ALL the time.)
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
1 year ago
2 comments:
How about this for a deep thought: what if she finds herself thinking the same thing about you in 50 years, hm?
I'm more of a leopard print kind of girl. (I think I just threw up. Yup. I did.)
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