Julia Allison, when not busy making Lady Macbeth look like Florence Nightingale, spends her time flouncing about in dresses made specifically for high school freshman to wear to their OMG FIRST FORMAL.
The bright pink Betsey Johnson Valentine’s Day dress I ended up choosing from the three Prom King bought for me.
First of all this is the one on the far right that I knew she would pick, because she has to have all pink, all the time. God fucking forbid she put on a red dress on Vulvapound Day like a grown up lady woman.
Second, just admit you are homeless and living with Penis Krushed:
Anyway, suffice it to say, like most events Prom King plans, it was an intricate, thoughtful, perfectly executed hit.
I’ll post the rest of the photos tomorrow, because I’m staying at his place (which I probably do 6 out of 7 nights of the week since I returned from St. Barths). He’s already in bed, and I sort of promised I’d start going to sleep at a more reasonable hour. (HA)
So…basically you’re living with him? Is Marshmellow there with you, or did you just leave her at home, or send her home with dad and your pb teen furniture to chicago?
Third…does anyone else sort of not care about this guy anymore, or am I just really tired? Probably just tired, right?