Okay, this isn't nearly as dirty of a post as my title made it seem. However, two of the young hot blonde Alexes came over--and, again, this is not a dirty post.
But they did come over; I never thought it would happen to me. (That's only funny if you enjoy the Penthouse Forum) (and who doesn't?!) They helped me decorate for Christmas, is what they did. And while I'd like to tell you all about it, first of all I got to bed late and couldn't find matching pajamas...
But then I woke up late, in m'nice pajamas that even Edsel is appalled by, and got on the phone with Ned, and now it's after 8:00 and I've yet to shower. So here are the photos from last night without my brilliant comments and you are just going to have to adjust your expectations.
You know what I hate? Is any reference to "big girl" anything. But particularly "panties." In fact, if you say "panties" to me, you're pretty much guaranteed to go on my "I don't like that person" list. Merry Christmas!!
But really. Panties.
Speaking of bitchy and petty, what is your least-favorite Christmas song? We discussed this last night as we struggled to find any decent Xmas music online.
What Child is This. That's mine. Also Won't You See My Panties by Paris Hilton.
Okay, here are the photos from last night. We made Shirley Temples and I have never been so sugar high in my life.
(I feel like I need to say that the flap on the back of this top is not flattering. Yeah, that's it. It's not the 46 pizza rolls I had for dinner.)
(Household tip: Leave your candles in the attic all year for new, fascinating, Santa-is-Beyonce shapes come December.)
(Much like how when you take me to a restaurant I should just order a plate of mashed potatoes because that's why I'm really there, at Christmas, if you just give me five pounds of tinsel to decorate with, I'm good.)
Drag Queen June