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Among
yours truly’s numerous and never ending talents I do
un-modestly proclaim an observational why! almost visionary knack
of spotting fashionable trends therefore I was only most willing to
assist my primate pal in her distressed dilemmic state.
Having unfortunately and unavoidably observed the girly glitterati that
run uncontrollably, and usually unfettered, amok the glossy tatloids
she was weighted down most miserably with an overwhelming notion of a
definite lack of uber cool style and totally re-styled, nay!
butchered physique.
Well, under burdening turmoil’ and choking emotions due to
unattainable longings to frolic among the most super foolish ooops!
caught thinking aloud there, I meant of course, most super stylish set,
she strived for the secret to stylish admission with such tenacious
intent, yet still! even despite the fact she had mastered
with the most admirable dextrous ability to navigate cutlery about
its crockery mate without too much debris she was never invited
to dinner parties not even those studded with those tedious zed
listed celebs, truth be told, she was long over due even a T-party
treat but I thought it best to temper my tongue towards this tormented
soul.
Well I rapidly prescribed emergency aid for this identity crisis and
with no designer tags double barrelled or other notable names to drop
with the usual embarrassing ease all stops must be indeed pulled to
rescue this wretched unfashionable femme.
I pondered and paced and I paced and I pondered and then yoogled and
gahooed and finally prayed to the heavens for inspirational
intervention which they unfailingly bestowed upon me a multitude
of muses for my melancholy monkey mates aid.
Well you bear witness to the highly effective and definitely
most fashionably fetching end result and I must say without any modesty
at all that yours, never ceasing to amaze,
truly exposes a rather fine line between haute couture and
home spun eclectic allure and I call this my Retro garage(sale)
boho booted girly combat power sporty 'I mean the biz’ look.
I felt the occasional catwalk coquette would not go amiss and therefore
spent a further 2 hours 45 minutes trying fruitlessly to imbue some
effortless grace into my pet protégé.
Well for all this unselfish artistic endeavour I did only request the
piffling reimbursement of $3.75cents of which I assure all, with utmost
honesty, only 62 cents were of fiscal gain, but the unduly ungrateful
remodelled monkey miss did leap around at this 'unreasonable amount'
and accused yours truly of racketeering, why! said she, she could get
it on T’Internet for considerably less, so yours, foolishly
bold, truly informed the stroppy yet now sassy style guru
that unlike
those of lesser acclaim or talentless trait I have no intent whatsoever
to work for peanutty pay and I scurried away to avoid a surely
most definite ensuing affray.
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