...And dottier



I guess I'm not fooling anyone with my resort look - muddy waters and happily growing weeds make for anything but Riviera. Although beautiful in its own right, the Gloucester Docks background did very little for my outfit.
 In fact it looks as if I'm just about to peel off the wallpaper and take my cheesy 'jamas to bin burn 'em away in shameful solitude. Perhaps I should have done so, as soon as I heard the cringing comparison to Lady Gaga. Not even the horror of that is responsible for my butter wouldn't melt expression (simply read "bitch") and frozen, painfully rigid body posture.
You wouldn't be to blame if you didn't realize it was a glorious summer day and I thoroughly enjoyed wearing what looks like a circus outfit.