And I had to take this selfie lying down because
my face feels creasy and wrinkly and this is the only way short of
surgery or witchcraft to smooth it out. But we had an AWESOME opening
night and the audience laughed and cheered and my lovely Guvnors family
was ridiculously silly and we had a delightful little cast party to
celebrate and now I'm taking my creases and my wrinkles and my
tragically overlooked T-shirt and my happy glowy memories of the evening
and we're all going to bed. Good night!
Showing posts with label plastic surgery. Show all posts
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Friday, October 06, 2017
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Just for the record ...
When I was "bleeding badly" from my non-hyphenated facelift, I went out to dinner three nights in a row at a golf resort that was NOT owned by Donald Trump.
I have standards.
I have standards.
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