Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
I feel like this today. I ended up watching some Real House Wives of show today. I hate those type of women. I think they look like a pack of hens teetering around on their high heels. It makes me giggle every time they go somewhere in a pack. One of them was told she was nothing without her famous husband. That his me hard.