Thursday, February 26, 2009
Reunited and it feels so goo-oo-oo-oo-ood. Darling, just plant your face next to mine, I'll do all the heavy lifting. There that's it, plunk that flawless bare face right there and I'll get all kittenish with it, then we'll meet the cool kids in the loo for some worldly conversation. Have I mentioned how delicious you smell, dear. Imagine us in a cottage somewhere, raising a tribe of albino stick giants, you in Lanvin, me in nothing at all, we could be so happy, dear, really we could.