barren spinsters
tot v has been fretting about her status. i want to reassure that we have a wonderful rolemodel and to throw caution and concern to the wind......
god bless fiona, eh tots eh. fifi!
10 December, 2007
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Ah, the fair Fifi. Chiselled cheekbones, fags at right angles, beret perched just so. We do adore her.
But, frankly, what the HELL was she doing fancying Hugh Grant? I understand the theatrical convention of suspension of disbelief, but that's taking it a bit far....
Let's go to a wedding and practise being ice-queens. Go on.
yes well plenty of them coming up tots
as long as we go together i will try to keep from disappearing into random tents with random strangers
and you just make sure i don't slip into my jimmy jimjams when no one is looking
strictly black
slicked back hair (we'll tame the thatch...)
me all black eye makeup
you all red lipstick (don't leave it on someone's lollipop...)
yes...yes..flutes of champagne..
sideway glances...
with a bit of luck we'll cop off with royalty.
.. or the waitresses....
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