Not long afterward, Salon Meritage began coming to health for the day. With her hair tied up in a twist, now this time it was blackish shorts and an almost white blouse. So this past as I made my way, saturday evening slightly self robust, to the Vienna Rathaus donning a sparkly grassy greenish ballgown, flowered heels and tights, white feathered, garden party hat and discreet fairy wings, By the way I feared there might be a person or 3 who, at awful, will question my state of my mental health, at better, my fashion sense.
Way to Go!!!
Yeah! As we reached barriers, a bunch of about 20 guys standing beside the security guards cheered and lofty fived me with a, Hey!!! Did you hear about something like that before? Lifeball!