Sunday, 17 February 2008

'Oh, this old thing?!'

r.e. Dressing up: Twelfth night since mardi gras…

Lemon pips and cocktail sticks
Undone.

r.e. Dressing down:
No more dressing gowns at noon. [improbable]

I drew on my face: think, blink, wink.
Zip it.
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