Agnes couldn’t put her finger on why the Human Resources manager hadn’t just gone ahead and done the interview today.
Ms Wentzy was never asked to chaperone the 8th grade dance again.
Aw, damn- ain’t this cute?
I can’t stop smiling- it’s hurting my face! I want a whacked out Columbine shopping outfit!
Just popping out to the grocery store-
Where is Blair Waldorf when you need her?
A crotch proscenium! What a subtle way to say you like role playing!
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