I’ve spent time shopping this week, a needed salve after three weeks of foul illness. Seven pounds lost, size four an inch within sight, I’m feeling giddy.
Fab shopping if you’re feeling lady-like pretty and don’t mind wrecking the budget.
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January 22, 2012 by Daphne
I’ve spent time shopping this week, a needed salve after three weeks of foul illness. Seven pounds lost, size four an inch within sight, I’m feeling giddy.
Fab shopping if you’re feeling lady-like pretty and don’t mind wrecking the budget.
The red heels are enough.
So, Daphne, ya gonna model any of those potential purchases or what?
Depends on how much courage I pour down my throat, John.
Why would you buy all that sexy stuff when all your man is going to do is fondle it with his manly, robust hands and pull it off your softly scented and tanned body, where it will fall to the floor in a heap of spent silken pleasure?
Judy has lots of stuff that is never intended to leave the bedroom or stay on her lovely body longer than a few moments. Also several pairs of shoes.
Who distills that anyway?
You are evil. Also, wrong. Damn it.
Jewel, because I like the way he looks at me before it all falls to the floor.
John, that would be Jack Daniels.
Laura, absolutely. I am evil and twisted wrong on several levels.
And why this very good girl loves you so very badly, Daphne!
Love you too, Jewel. xxoo
Jewel,
The anticipation of opening a finely wrapped package is one heck of an additional spice.