i subjected myself to the gala street lights in a humbug get up..complete with a cellophane crimped bow that id pinned to my head with multiple kirby pins and a mountain of hair product to keep the sleek halo rocking....
we danced..we drunk..we bombed...we conquered impressive shape throwing..we lasted til the lights went bright and it was hometime...
The bow - ripped out my head... The humbug get up hidden by a multidue to sequins.. the walk home!shameful...
the cringe text.. He received it..where i imagined that a lineup of fine homeless fellows were following me home and it was the sequins that were luring them back. And of course i shared that i would now be opening my house to the homeless forever more..and a p.s that i want to see his face.
The sequined beauty is now in hibernation! The jacket still glows but its owner still cringes. Ill come back for you soon
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never fear my sequined beauty! you shall go to the ball again! if he dont like your sequins and fabulous imagination he needs to take his tatooed ass somewhere else!
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