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From the camera phone, terrible quality, I know! But my digital 35mm is back in working order, thank heavens.
Now I shall have to throw a cocktail party to show off the house and mostly as an excuse to wear that Kate Spade LBD that I bought in New York. Haven't found a reason to wear it in Missoula yet. Shocking, right? Thus the need for a cocktail party. The girlfriends are excited. Their men are grumbling, but they should remember how much game this guy has partly because he knows how to dress:
All I want for Christmas is a Hamm.
1 comment:
Great tree, fabulous dress! I hear you on the cocktail attire. I don't think I wore heals once in Vail. And it feels nice to get all fancy and feel all pretty. Have a fun one!
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