Oh! did I mention my encounter with Queen Joan Smalls? She was absolutely gorgeous this day in leather and sheer fabric with red lips, while I, a shaky wee-lad, was dressed in Zara. She was polite and told me it was a pleasure meeting me after asking for my name.
Complete adoration for Miss Smalls. Joan and Me. Sounds like a made for Lifetime television movie event.
P.S. Sorry for the slouchy look. A blogger isn’t always their best when around the gods.