Sunday, July 25, 2010
the lion tamer...................
They call me the Lion Tamer, because apparently that's what I look like when I crack out my wildly unembarrassing dance moves. And by wildly unembarrassing, I mean extremely embarrassing.... but it is good to tame the lions. Because if they are not tamed they might bite off your head. Then everyone will call you Headless Henry and that will hurt your feelings. You will end up living in a cave and growing your beard long and stopping bathing, and you will build a friend out of old bits of cardboard. And you and Cardboard Bob will have wonderful conversations about snow boarding and collecting shells at the beach and what not. So the moral of the story is, do not get eaten by a lion.
How wonderful is this dress and hat! They make me feel as happy as some kind of thing that is happy whilst wearing wonderful hats and dresses. A girl last night told me that I looked French, that made me happy too. Hooray for the French!
dress and hat Dotti, shoes Sportsgirl