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7 comments:
obviously you don't wear enough pink frilly dresses. and bows.
Perhaps some hair extensions. And a tiara.
I like Sue's idea. How fun would that be to just walk around with a tiara, for no apparent reason. The looks you'd get. I mean, any person who didn't live in NYC would get looks.
I wear a tiara sometimes, but I did that before I moved to NYC.
We'll go on a tiara-wearing spree. If anyone questions our gender, we'll beat them up.
Des- You can beat them up, I'm a chicken that way. A chicken in a tiara.
Just bought pink frilly dress with the little socks with the lace cuff. This should do it.
Mrs.Fortune-the other day a woman dressed as a clown was walking down the street. She honked her horn at everyone who stopped and looked at her. NY is fun. I've never lived anywhere I've loved more.
Bob-I'm glad I know I look like a woman or else I may feel a teensy insecure. Christina (remember the way she looked?) she was so used to people thinking she was a guy she didn't bother to correct people anymore. lol. funny.
You could always just put a bumper sticker on your forehead. YESIMAGURL.
I'm warming up to this bumpersticker idea...
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