Walking around the Arcade, like regular people.
How I love her; she's so cool *gush gush*. She was wearing a bright gold/olive coloured 3/4 length velvet jacket, which I suspect was a Trelise Cooper. I was eating my lunch and I was so excited I had to run into the shoe store across from us and tell Samara and Fiona. Who weren't really that impressed. But I was so excited I thought I was going to vomit, or burst, or something. I wanted her to sign my chest and get it tattooed on later, but I felt to embarrased to talk to her...
Much later, I told Andy's mother, and it turns out that Peta Mathias is HER favourite too. This amongst other thing doesn't bode well in terms of a psychoanalysis of Andy's subconscious agenda when choosing a life mate.
Oh Peta, if you read this, know that my love for you is great and wide, like the Nile, but I understand enough to know not to stalk you, oh yes.
Factoid: One out of every ten women will be stalked at least once in their lives.
[Note on above Factoid OR another reason not to blog in store:
Using this fact incensed Lou, who then told me off for the misuse of a statistic. And then I yelled back that couldn't she accept that I'd made a genuine mistake in assuming that it was a New Zealand statistic rather than an American statistic, rather than misusing the statistic out of wilful ignorance.
Later we apologised to each other for being horrible. I have a mid afternoon sugar low and it always makes me such a bitch.]
Abby
ReplyDelete*air kisses of welcome and joy*
Apologies for inappropriate "e" - at the time of blogging I did not realise that such an e was likely to cause offence.
You may like to know that in my phone you are notably sans "e". I thought about correcting the post but decided not to - poetic license and all that.
Now visiting you...
xxSarah
I have been perusing Peta's website. She certainly got an interesting sense of fashion...
ReplyDeleteWow! Can't type today. She certainly has an interesting sense of fashion, that is.
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