his 100 closest imaginary friends.
Hey! If you square us, we're real!
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his 100 closest imaginary friends.
Hey! If you square us, we're real!
Well, you know, don't have a husband...
I dunno. If my husband put some of my pictures on the Internet, I'd be livid. They were a gift from me to him, not to him and his 100 closest imaginary friends.
I was afraid to click the linky at first, because for some reason the phrase "honeymoon corset" made me think, well, that it was not for public consumption. And then I realized that, duh, Hec would never be that crass. Silly Teppy.
And, uh, I don't have words for how stunning JZ is. It makes me want to hide in a cave forever, because she has stolen all the gorgeousness in the world. (Though now I'm realizing that statement could be taken to mean that other Bitches are NOT gorgeous, and I don't mean that at all, and I'm digging a hole here so I'll just shut up and go find that cave.)
No cave Teppy, just COME OUT WEST!
Reason number 584264 why I love my daughter. She does not want a new dress for the prom. She has a beautiful long blue dress, simple, elegant, sexy (accckkkk) that was given to her, but she has never had the occasion to wear it. She even has shoes that would work perfectly with the dress, so does not want new shoes. Damn I raised a good kid.
Huh. I didn't consider that to be even a remotely private picture of JZ since she wore the exact same ensemble at the DC F2F and many people saw her in it, and there were pictures and no objections from her. It's not like she's flashing her goolie at the camera.
Anyway, I don't regret it! I'm proud of her beauty.
I'm just all embarrassed because public praise makes me uncomfortable, not because the picture itself was specially private.
lexine, I think K's extreme goodness merits a tiara. Possibly even a sceptre.
Also, HA HA Tep, I will NOT show you any of the far more numerous photos in which I have balloon head and a chin that slopes gracelessly straight down to my sternum and big jiggly Italian nana upper arms.
Except that now I'm tempted to do just that, to show you how rare the above-linked picture is and just how much gorgeous is still up for grabs. Cause, how much=lots.
I'm just all embarrassed because public praise makes me uncomfortable, not because the picture itself was specially private.
she thinks she's very plain looking
Oh, yeah. Or a fabulous purse, or fancy lipgloss or glitter or something.
JZ smokes crack!!
EDIT
That sounds really non sequitor-y. Not plain, nope, no way, is what I meant.
I smoke crack. Monkey crack.