In two hours, I'll 25 years old. Hitting the quart! I'm not going to make your ears bleed with all that droney "Gah! I'm so old" nonsense. I'm young, dumb and full of 'Come Dancing' with all its associated frills.
Surrender to me the following birthday gifts:
Dior Fertility lady stilettos:
Dior Fertility lady stilettos:
Keeping the feet sweet and the ovaries gooey.
Forgive me Imelda, I love them.
The River Island Nazi bag.
Fascistic *and* fierce!
My Judy Garland Life by Susie Boyt
It's no birthday without Judy and spiraling obsession.
It's no life without Judy and spiraling obsession.
ANNND...
A full pony.
Forgive me Imelda, I love them.
The River Island Nazi bag.
Fascistic *and* fierce!
My Judy Garland Life by Susie Boyt
It's no birthday without Judy and spiraling obsession.
It's no life without Judy and spiraling obsession.
ANNND...
A full pony.
I'm sitting by my letterbox in anticipation of your bounty.
Love,
Becky.
Love,
Becky.
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