Fancy Pants

Mustang Diaries Archive on October 16, 2010, 5:34

The other evening Darling and I went shopping. Not to a mall or thrift store or anything of the sort. We went shopping in a box. The box we shopped at was inside the house of my good friend, Linda, who just happened to be, once again, cleaning out her closets and placing her belongings into a big box, the contents of which she intended to haul off to Goodwill or some other charitable organization should Darling choose not to shop.

Darling chose to shop. Darling shopped so much that Linda was left with an empty box.

Darling's closet is now jam packed full of dresses