Picture it, a slightly chilly morning on the African savannah, looking out over the rim of the coulee the sun just peeks out over the horizon, warm, glowing. Through the mist, a silhouette in the distance, just forming, tugs your breath right out of your chest. As it comes into focus, you know it is she. Beautiful, of course. Brilliant, to be sure. Poised, needless to say. And very, very well-dressed. You are in the fabulous girl's world, now.
5 Comments:
Nice, soft, leathery hair.
By WendyB, at 2:05 PM
Your Annie Oakley vest and a gun belt? The only fringe I can get into lately is this kind.
By BS, at 4:51 PM
I was thinking something more like this: http://tinyurl.com/5quu3t
or this: http://tinyurl.com/64h4j9
By fabulous girl, at 8:39 PM
These are awful. Just my $0.02.
By camarooned, at 8:56 PM
Just think of the shimmy-action you'd get from those tassles just walking down the street;).
By Gob Bluth, at 12:52 AM
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