Jumpy thingy.
Slidey thingy.
Navigating the cake walk. She didn't win, but she didn't know it.
In fact, she really didn't get the whole cakewalk thing. She looks pretty nervous.
I am exhausted. Plus, I spilled baked beans down my gingham shirt and my feet and back hurt from wearing my fabulous brown and turquoise boots.
(And yes, I wore a hat. It was a REAL cowboy hat. Not those pieces of shit from Target. I spent two years + two summers in college working in a real live Western store. Good times.)
2 comments:
Hee Haw!!!!!!!!!!!
It wasn't that western store in the J-mall was it???
Sho' nuff was. Where the sidewalk ends, and the West begins. My dad and the owner have been friends for AGES. I wanted to work at the Gap or someplace cool, but nooooo... Daddy had to get me a job with a family friend!!
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