Holly Golightly & Cap'n Eyeliner (dude utterly wrecked my mascara filling in
that *rugged* beard!)
About Me
- Papillon
- An unabashedly immature "grown-up" and recovering English major, I'm happily married to the inimitable G-man, who shares my warped sense of humor and has the patience of Job. (Pretty much an essential qualification for being happily married to me.) We're childless (and childish) by choice, although we enjoy other peoples' children – until the temper tantrums kick in, anyway. I have a tendency towards depression, but my determination to laugh at least once a day for the rest of my life keeps it at bay. My hope is that I've finally grown enough (metaphoric) cojones to write from the heart and offer hope (in the form of laughter) to those who may find themselves wondering "Am I the only freak in the world who feels this way?" God, no. You're not. Trust me. ¡Ahora con mas cojones! Add to Technorati Favorites
4 comments:
looks are least fearful though.
Maaan, we all sure got our fuck on that night, eh?*
For the record, this picture was taken *before* the mascara application. Judging by the enthusiasm in which the BF ravaged me much later that evening, it was totally worth the $30 for the insta-beard. Thanks!
* (my second favorite saying of Ms Papillon's... right after, "That can be interpreted on so many different levels... well at least two.")
Thanks for the comment, Mr. M. As far as my sayings go, I'd still have to say my personal fave is "Apologize with gin." :-D
Hee-hee... 'twas a fun night and y'all looked fab; can't wait until this year's party.
(Now if only Mr. Mookie would actually grow all that facial hair he stenciled on with your makeup, I would be a happier man...)
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