<<<Hellloooooo *E*!!!! My darling you look Mahhhhvellous in that
stunning electric blue evening gown! >>>
Hubert, my dear sir, what you see is not an evening gown, it is cleverly applied body paint, yes, paint only, daubed on artistically if slowly, in fact very slowly, so many ... 'breaks' were required, by ... my husband, of course, yes, that's it! My husband! And the bustle you see on this dress? It is no bustle at all, just as the fringe is no fringe and the bodice no bodice! But enough said on that subject, such talk of fashion may be too rousing for your male guests, and of course possibly for your female ones-- but who cares about those trollops, why they are but sluts, yes, sluts, I say, especially that Edwarda personage, that 'lady' who struts around the stage of (SI) life as though she fairly owned it, claiming as her own every drop of life's sweet juice, and most all of its damnable fun! I am tired of it, tired, tired, tired -- I simply will not have it any longer! Move thyself over, maiden Edwarda -- fair though you may be, no longer shall you reign in these realms... alone! |
