
Galveston standards, they do exist.
SO....tomorrow, Erin P. is going to cut, color and fix my hair, I am putting on makeup and strappy heels and a FABULOUS gown courtesy of HH and third-wheeling it with the Sullivans and Johnny.
Which is sort of ironic, because the first year I moved back to Galveston, I totally crashed Momus Ball with the Sullivans.
"Who's going to stop you if you're wearing a formal gown?" Kelley demanded.
And that may be my motto for the month of February.

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