A couple of weeks ago I went out with some girlfriends to a place called Pinot's Palette. Pinot's Palette is a place where elegance and refined tastes mesh in an elegant dance that enthrall the senses... Or rather it rocks your world by letting you paint a canvas all the while getting smashed and giggling with girlfriends. No doubt that, when you leave, you think that Picasso can basically bow down to the master......
...er, dog hair that is.... Let me start at the beginning. You see, this girl had a very disciplined mother who, oddly, allowed her to decorate her room and dress herself any which way she liked. Seriously, as long as I was not dressed like a harlot and had finished all my homework, I could wear whatever I wanted. This led to such iconic clothing choices such as the ice-cream-applique-jean-short-with-old-lady-sweater-and-school-shirt. Did I mention I liked...
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