So its Monday night, which in Eddietime means three days till flying to DC to see TallL, and four days until The Show. I'm having probs coming up with something faaaabulous to wear for the big event because, dangit, I dont swath myself in anything remotely outrageous. Not even close. I cant even manage fashionable, unless a stained t-shirt is haute couture. *sigh* I accepted plain as my clothing mantra long ago. But when Eddie picks me out of the crowd and asks me to have cafe au lait with him after the show, I need to be puttin on the ritz, not wiping the crumbs of one off me.
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