Went homecoming dress shopping with my 5’2 daughter today. I’m glad that we get along so well….just as long as I keep my distance and my opinions to myself ;)…she is 16 now, and the girls go stag in a group of about 8. I swallowed my inner scream, though, when she bought the black chunky high heels to go with the short dress. When we got home, she modeled it for me. Her taste was spot on. It works. With a graceful turn, she was suddenly 22 and 5’8. :”)
Have you ever felt a potential love for someone?
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
- Good pick up line: Nice shirt, I love that band.
- Better pick up line: Nice shirt, I'm in that band.
- The 'Good' is basically what Paul Stanley said to me in May....FUCK...I wish I'd known the 'Better' at the time....