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Last night -
I grabbed a pair of DF's man underwear with the covered elastic wasteband. Maroon and gray. WAY too big for me, but I pulled them down and then got a pair of Dude's extra big jeans and a braided belt, then fashioned them around my knees. Of COURSE I had on 2 pairs of socks, and high top tennis shoes. I found some Halloween make up and by the time I was done I looked like the Crow smashed into a Geisha in the 7th house and fell to earth at about 100 mph. Of course I loved Janet's idea of putting on a shirt too small for me so I dug in the box of clothes that GCV mom sent me and with my top-heavy self I crammed it all in but not before I managed to shove 2 clip on earrings in my bra, and one on my belly button and about 4 on my ears. The on on my tongue made it difficult to talk - kinda sounded like I do after I've had dental work and since I wanted no further dental work? I took that one off. Seriously? Spaghetti must just be a hassle...I really love my Italian food...I envisioned melted cheese wadding up on the post like cotton candy.
I did manage to find some markers that would wash off and drew some of the dumbest tattoos down my arms you've ever seen. I tried to fashion myself a tramp stamp over the top of my butt crack - looked more like Kindergarteners gone wild...but the topper on my ensemble was when I jerked those Fruit of the Looms up like Thongs....OMG what a lovely look.
AND OUT I sashayed. (Yes you have to sashay - and yes, it does chaff) And with Witz' new name in mind I had my one hand holding up my one handed pants....and walked out - reeking of cologne....and said "This is my new outfit for pumping gas, and work, and hanging out with my son."
The look on Dudes face was .......priceless. DF nearly spit his teeth out. If he had? I would have made a necklace out of them....and worked them in as part of the outfit.
I had already explained to DF what I was doing.....
This morning....Thankfully? The earrings were left on the stand, and the pants had a belt....and the baggy coat? Well it's back on the hanger. He also had on regular sized jeans. Amazing.
Maybe this Saturday I'll go to Walmart. Anyone want to meet for lunch?
I grabbed a pair of DF's man underwear with the covered elastic wasteband. Maroon and gray. WAY too big for me, but I pulled them down and then got a pair of Dude's extra big jeans and a braided belt, then fashioned them around my knees. Of COURSE I had on 2 pairs of socks, and high top tennis shoes. I found some Halloween make up and by the time I was done I looked like the Crow smashed into a Geisha in the 7th house and fell to earth at about 100 mph. Of course I loved Janet's idea of putting on a shirt too small for me so I dug in the box of clothes that GCV mom sent me and with my top-heavy self I crammed it all in but not before I managed to shove 2 clip on earrings in my bra, and one on my belly button and about 4 on my ears. The on on my tongue made it difficult to talk - kinda sounded like I do after I've had dental work and since I wanted no further dental work? I took that one off. Seriously? Spaghetti must just be a hassle...I really love my Italian food...I envisioned melted cheese wadding up on the post like cotton candy.
I did manage to find some markers that would wash off and drew some of the dumbest tattoos down my arms you've ever seen. I tried to fashion myself a tramp stamp over the top of my butt crack - looked more like Kindergarteners gone wild...but the topper on my ensemble was when I jerked those Fruit of the Looms up like Thongs....OMG what a lovely look.
AND OUT I sashayed. (Yes you have to sashay - and yes, it does chaff) And with Witz' new name in mind I had my one hand holding up my one handed pants....and walked out - reeking of cologne....and said "This is my new outfit for pumping gas, and work, and hanging out with my son."
The look on Dudes face was .......priceless. DF nearly spit his teeth out. If he had? I would have made a necklace out of them....and worked them in as part of the outfit.
I had already explained to DF what I was doing.....
This morning....Thankfully? The earrings were left on the stand, and the pants had a belt....and the baggy coat? Well it's back on the hanger. He also had on regular sized jeans. Amazing.
Maybe this Saturday I'll go to Walmart. Anyone want to meet for lunch?