...crusty thief...

...and other weekly shenanigans...

confession:

upon leaving a local retailer monday, i exited the store without paying for a pair of under panties...eek! at the time, they were on my purse-on...literally! while getting into elvis and swinging my purse into the passenger seat i felt something scrape against my arm and looked down to see this pair of lovelies attached to the side of my bag. i sat, holding the...mmm item contemplating the situation (head slightly cocked, brows furrowed.)

question #1) wha?

question #2) wha?

question #3) wha?

to the best of my knowledge, this is how the situation played out:

step #1)walk down crowded pantie isle pushing past a full shopping cart

& obviously scraping the side of the isle with bag

step #2)approach check out (panties attached to bag)

step #3) chit-chat with cashier

"lovely morning"

"how are you?"

"think we'll get rain?"

"bye bye, have a nice day (enjoy your free panties)"

step#4)walk through the door bidding door greeter farewell

(panties in tow)

***in the end, i MAY HAVE contemplated keeping them...but they weren't my size :)

I DID HOWEVER

smile all the way home

recalling another time & place when i and those around me encountered the original illusive

"crusty thief"

egyptian day in makeup class:the instructor must not ask her students to do anything SHE would not do herself!

i really do have a closet!

turns out, it's a bit less crowded these days

the back seat of elvis is a good substitute

the romans are coming
when i'm not:
removing un-purchased items from stores
dressing up in makeup class
or
throwing my shoes in the back seat while i drive

i actually DO work!
here is some armor for the KOS show i am working on
(nate was nice enough to "distress" it for me with a bit of black paint)