Fierce in the Hood!
Last night my ma ape came home to find a Petit Paquet on our front steps. It came par avion-- Aire Dale! Oh I was so excited, but confused. Wallypalooza has been eclipsed by JOEYPALOOZA (Happy Burpday Dude!). But inside I found TWO cards and a present!
The card on the left, with my ma ape on it, is a burpday card. And on the right is a Paddy's Day card! And who is sending Petit Wally Petit Paquets?
SOPHIE B in the HOUSE!
And the present was a Paddy's Day present! How did she even know I am IRISH! Is it my support for O'Bama? My Guinness guzzling? My love of Roddy Doyle books? My anger at the British that comes out only after my second pint? My wicked good Irish dancing? Well, here I am in all my glory in my NEW Paddy's Day hoodie.
But wait! That's not even the best angle--SEE! (Warning: HBO language ahead).
BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Do you see how it fits me PERFECTLY, with legs ending exactly at my ankles, and hugging my curves while revealing my best asset (le bum!) An outfit this fierce deserves multiple angles so you can see the perfect fit, the fine workmanship and the fact that for some reason I snaggle a lot while wearing it:
I think it could definitely work to harden my image:
Thank you Sophie! Kiss me, I'm Irish!
Sophie, you will never be OUT!