Oh, sweet Aimee. That's my girl!
I don't have room for all the groceries. I can't wait to get out of this apartment. I hope I find a place with a HUGE kitchen...and maybe even a PANTRY! Whoa! What a thought!
'Jaynestown'
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Oh, sweet Aimee. That's my girl!
I don't have room for all the groceries. I can't wait to get out of this apartment. I hope I find a place with a HUGE kitchen...and maybe even a PANTRY! Whoa! What a thought!
I'll be arrving with all nine of mine
NINE?
I had no idea you took the Empress thing so seriously. That's impressive dedication to the Royal Bling. Good show!
I LOVE tiaras. The love was there long before the Empress arrived.
But since I *am* The Empress, I felt it was neccessary to keep up appearances and all.
Maybe I'll get a new one for prom.
Maybe I'll get a new one for prom.
See? Dedication!
Aimee, you bringing the one you got in New Orleans? (wink wink nudge nudge)
Here's a couple for Jilli.
Betsy and JZ at the vampire ball.
Me at the same event in eyeliner and tux (I wish my shirt hadn't come loose there. Looks like I swallowed somebody whole.)
You bring some decent scissors, you can snip my hair to your heart's content.
Ditto.
my hair is so "You'll never take me alive," that I suspect I'll pass on the tiara so as not to struggle to wear it all night. There are too many other things to fiddle with.
Ditto
Woot! We will probably need some champagne for this.
Teppy, it's totally makeup, creative dressing, and playacting. All arts over which which you, your own hott self, have in the last couple of years shown increasing mastery.