Runs to Cafe Press and makes bumper sticker and t-shirt.
Honey, you can carve it in stone. That dictate is in perpetuity.
Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Runs to Cafe Press and makes bumper sticker and t-shirt.
Honey, you can carve it in stone. That dictate is in perpetuity.
Billytea can be funny in the whitefont. And also, partially right. And that is a *thespian* cameo to you, billytea.
Merciful heavens I want Jilli's sense of style. Or a coffee table book of photos of her everyday life. So much more elegant/graceful/wellputtogether and fishnetty than mine ever was/will be.
Sigh.
Thank all the gods some women are holding a high standard for individual style. Me? shamefully void of any style at all.
Look at you nice people, saying nice things about me! I'm just going to sit over here and blush a brilliant pink color, don't mind me.
My unmentionables are so boring today that they shall remain unmentioned.
Well, unspecified, at least.
Merciful heavens I want Jilli's sense of style. Or a coffee table book of photos of her everyday life. So much more elegant/graceful/wellputtogether and fishnetty than mine ever was/will be.
Indeed.
Look at you nice people, saying nice things about me! I'm just going to sit over here and blush a brilliant pink color
To match the petticoat!
To match the petticoat!
I was thinking the same thing, Epic!
I was thinking the same thing, Epic!
Great minds think alike!
SEE? Stylish and matchy. Plus humble.
Total package!
I was just thinking about how much I love the fact that Jilli's description of her underwear includes a petticoat!
I was just thinking about how much I love the fact that Jilli's description of her underwear includes a petticoat!
Well, unless I'm running around the house in bloomers and a baby-tee (which is what I wear when I'm doing chores and suchlike), there's always a petticoat.