Glamourai, Glamourai - you are a constant source of fashion inspiration, and now not only do I find that YOU are fabulous, apparently your mother is as well. Readers, check here to see what I mean. For real - yo mama buys you THIS:
My mother would buy me THIS (and say - "but it's a LIZ CLAIRBORNE!!!"):
Glamourai chops off the bottom of fabooo dress and makes THIS:
Dude, you want me to add to this? I can't do that. I can't make fun of your mother. Wait, does she call it "Nordstroms" with the "s" that brings me to the brink of kitten punching? If she does, then all bets are off and I'm going after her with both barrels.
Shan Again Here:
No, I don't think Nordstrom(s) is in her shopping field of vision, but she DOES insist on calling Old Time Pottery (i.e. lots of cheap crap) Pottery Barn, which drives me to the brink of insanity. There. I'm insane. HOWEVER, I DID just pick she and dad up from el aeropuerto, and they are safely back on American soil after their 3-week jaunt in Germany. Thank the hebbins above. For some reason, they do NOT want to babysit tomorrow. HMMMPFH! Some people just can't hold their 24-hour travel time!