The last one.
Strike was today.
I was put in charge of laundering dirty clothes
--so it wasn't so bad.
I got to try on my Diane Keaton Because-I-Said-So dress tonight.
(That's what I'm calling it.)
(That's what I'm calling it.)
This is what it looks like on:
The top was never fitted to my torso so I might have to be stuffed for the show.
And in other news, I think I've found a decent apartment in Washington Heights that I could move into at the beginning of August! We'll see what happens--!
Goodnight my readers!
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"Close your eyes. Now. Imagine yourself happy. ...Whaddaya see?"
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