Nowhere to go…

Dressup1One of the many nice things about having friends who are the cutest, coolest burlesque act ever is that even though you may not have anything special going on—like a life—they make you look like you do.  At the drop of a wig you may be recruited to costume up for the Mermaid Parade, hawk raffle tickets in your sweat-wet T-shirt at the Coney Island Sideshow, judge a twist contest in full vintage attire, MC a show at the Parkside Lounge even though you are not an actor or any sort of stage performer, finally put your rack to some good use selling T-shirts at any one of their many shows, or simply show up in a ball gown in the middle of a Sunday for a photo shoot. 

I may not have anywhere to go, but it rules that I still get to play dress up!




Hillery eventually learned not to say everything that came to mind. Some were too good not to write down.

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