Have never worn any sort of stinky headgear, thank you. Not so good with stuff around mymug, esp, whilst wearing the old spectacles. Contacts and moi, not a good mix.
I like pretending to be exotic and dark and sultry. It is what comes of a lifetime of being fair and blonde and rather ordinary looking. And I get to really lay on the makeup and jewelry ridicuolusly thick. (Cleanup, not so much fun)
Indeed! Or in the case of this shindig, perhaps margaritas? Or tequila shots? Ugh, not for me. Last time I did that was in college, and I learned my lesson then about tequila and me.
Is this like Any Many Miny Mow? Where we have to figure out how many posts we are in our conversation, though with the idea that someone else can come sideswipe us?