Wednesday, July 7, 2010

We Visit the Treasury with Our Own Bag

Well, it may not be your taste, but at least it’s familiar. And let’s face it, that’s the best we can hope for.

So here’s what we wore to Treasury today; to thank the little people who make all that money available to us for spreading around so we can finish our transformation of America:

 boob belt and pearls

Tiny sweater, boob belt, too-short, wavy hemmed vintage 80’s tablecloth skirt, knobby knees, shiny legs, pink kitten heels – oh, and a double strand of pearls – to keep it classy.


treasury rodent

Let’s see, what’s the only missing  accessory from this otherwise perfect ensemble for visiting the Treasury?


Oh yes, our very own little rodent  bag-man:

timmy does he scare you too

It’s too hot, I feel a case of the vapors coming on. Need quinine. Perhaps I’ll take a bit of gin and lime with it - just to disguise the bitterness, you know. I’ll see if Lady M would like one too. The bitterness doesn’t usually bother her, but I believe she likes her gin neat. With any luck we’ll all be in the bag before sunset.