I could tell you all the story behind this, but it’s tedious to set up and would take all the funny out of the picture. Suffice it to say that That One came into the living room last night looking like this:
I tell ya, every girl ought to have a big burly lumberjack-looking cross dresser in her life. We laugh a lot, he and I. And stay up late drinking coffee and talking. The only thing that isn’t fun is the new dark circles under my eyes. Good thing I have good concealer.