Don't you all just adore my ensemble to arrive back at the Casa du Borghese???
Miss Moorecock here! Call this my welcome to summer outfit, but the shipwreck of a head piece was a bit hard to get into doorways while away, I'll admit. Speaking of Whora Flynn Boyle, he's has arrived back to the Casa, to dry out, and, God forbid, had to return to work for a going away party for his boss. When told he would have to return to work, I never saw the Mistress vertical run so fast....like he was running away from screaming kids and Michelle Bachman for some gin. While we haven't forgot about you, I was told to drop a line to all the lovelies! The Mistress , whom I caught up with in Rehoboth ( this really is a full time job), is expensively brown, and tore up the dance floor at Cloud Nine several nights, and by his standards- behaved. There were at least 10 guys in the beach region he didn't meet the...cough, cough... hand of. And his tee shirt which read " Yes , Were Open" in the front, and " Sorry Were Closed" in the back was a huge hit. I will say it had people talking. He also is trying to get acclimated to a new smart phone. A LONG story.....involving gin. The poor sole can barely text or make calls, the poor thing is a slow learner on the newer technologies! The phone will ring and he just shares at it. Cute to watch him fowl the phone all up, good for some laughs. Now.... some work will be comensating here at the Casa, so the Mistress should be back momentary. Enjoy the air now before the stench of Hendricks takes over. Please excuse me, for a now must take a houseboy roll call.