A morning of gentle chores followed by hair, nails, general
girly fluffing before scampering off to a decent hotel for cocktails and free
products. A situation somewhat euphemistically named training. There was even a
wine coloured dress and spiffy little snakeskin patterned shoes in a similar
colour laid out.
What happened was an obscenely bad migraine
And that was all she wrote L
2 comments:
:( Migraines suck
I'm not sure what is going on here, but I'm sorry about the migraine, that does suck.
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