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Hello my lovelies,

The sky is blue, the sun is shining and little birds are singing songs of spring. WHO could possibly be angry on such a glorious day? Ha! Do you KNOW my name, bitches? That’s right: Sophia Petrillo, ornery mother of Dorothy Zbornak. Played by –WHO ELSE- the female equivalent of Grumpy Old Man… ESTELLE GETTY.




Bwaaaahhhh! Old lady as a pirate! Doesn't get much better than that. But nawwww, I'm just playing with you. That's not me, noooo. Imagine a female Walter Matthau: same Bassett Hound face, same amazing dress sense, but long hair and red lipstick (as IF I ever wear effing lipstick peeps. Gloss is where it's at).

But all things considered I am in a pretty damn good mood. Can't account for it. BUT In the words of tragic boozehound Janis Joplin,

'get it while ya caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannn!' (imagine a hoarse whickey-laden voice, roughed up by years and years of Lucky Strikes, bad lovin' and bell-bottomed jeans).

Perhaps it's just the lovely weather, which reminds me of my school days, wandering around high as fuck CONVINCED that I could control the wind (I fucking COULD, as well, so there). I even made it rain once.

Miracles. Which brings me to this:



Miraculous that a short stack such as myself looks so durn TALL in denim-on-denim, n'est-ce pas?

I thought so too. Had to share it.

More to come, but let's hope next time I won't be so fucking chipper.