Glamour Queen
By miranduh
The usual parade of gowns, Vera Wang, Chanel, who else? The silenced cries of cramped feet forced to fit into mile-high steeps. A megawatt smile is flashed, exposing several whitened teeth; She poses daintily in her dress, bending slightly just to reveal some flesh. Tell me how you got that figure. I want it too. Tell me how much money you've saved. In other words, I want your bank book. Realistically set in her glamourous flat, She pops a champagne and downs it just, like, that. Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 05:37 AM PST 10 • 0
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"The usual parade of gowns, ..."