You cannot buy Louboutin without it. No million dollar weddings, no multi-million dollar NY condominium. No ivy league education.
This reminds me of my sister telling me about her leather pants. This interested me because I was in the market but could not find any without a seam at the knee. They do this because they cannot find pieces of leather long enough to make them. They can, of course, but it's just a lot easier to use shorter pieces. I was willing to pay for pants without seams at the knees. So. At length. After playing her girlish game of 50 questions I finally manage to get it out of her, the pants she is describing are actually pleather.
But even in pleather and not gen-you-wine leather, my sister is not so no class as to look like 150 pounds of sausage stuffed into 10 pound casing and with feet the size of a circus clown and with toenails painted trailer park pale blue.
Deb, my deaf friends would deadpan those letters, o-i-c, they take nearly no hand movement at all between them, in response to some lengthy or detailed explanation to signal loss of interest, and to make fun.
PBS had a documentary on the Japanese tsunami tonight.
They interviewed some survivors who got to higher ground and it made me think of Chelsea.
Born to higher ground, she disdains it and cannot imagine the flats where people get swept out to sea and are never interviewed by PBS because they got swept out to sea.
I meant to say public money. That stuff is endless.
Speaking for myself, why I saw-called BS instantly upon reading what Chelsea Mesvinsky-Clinton said is that I assumed the unsaid, unwritten adjective:
"I tried, but I just cannot care about non-public money."
No offense, guys, but I honestly think you misread what was really being communicated and instead went with another, different script--one with validity, true, but not, IMO, the dead-on one.
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Chelsea is trivial.
You cannot buy Louboutin without it. No million dollar weddings, no multi-million dollar NY condominium. No ivy league education.
This reminds me of my sister telling me about her leather pants. This interested me because I was in the market but could not find any without a seam at the knee. They do this because they cannot find pieces of leather long enough to make them. They can, of course, but it's just a lot easier to use shorter pieces. I was willing to pay for pants without seams at the knees. So. At length. After playing her girlish game of 50 questions I finally manage to get it out of her, the pants she is describing are actually pleather.
But even in pleather and not gen-you-wine leather, my sister is not so no class as to look like 150 pounds of sausage stuffed into 10 pound casing and with feet the size of a circus clown and with toenails painted trailer park pale blue.
The apple doesn't fall far from the fold.
OIC Meow.
Chelsea looks amazing and by amazing I mean horrifying but I cannot care about adjectives.
I don't want to go to Chelsea
Oh no
Does not move me
Even though I've seen the movie
I don't want to go to Chelsea.
Deb, my deaf friends would deadpan those letters, o-i-c, they take nearly no hand movement at all between them, in response to some lengthy or detailed explanation to signal loss of interest, and to make fun.
PBS had a documentary on the Japanese tsunami tonight.
They interviewed some survivors who got to higher ground and it made me think of Chelsea.
Born to higher ground, she disdains it and cannot imagine the flats where people get swept out to sea and are never interviewed by PBS because they got swept out to sea.
How did you feel, getting swept into the ocean?
Glub glub glub. Boring documentary.
Chip, they like to tease you, I see.
Money is like sex. The more you have the less important it is. Sort of like supply and demand.
The apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess. Except they all care about having money. They are a lot. Earning it? That's a different story.
I think it is pretty funny that Hillary told Huma that she didn't want to see her Weiner.
Isn't that what caused all the problems in her marriage in the first place?
I meant to say public money. That stuff is endless.
Speaking for myself, why I saw-called BS instantly upon reading what Chelsea Mesvinsky-Clinton said is that I assumed the unsaid, unwritten adjective:
"I tried, but I just cannot care about non-public money."
No offense, guys, but I honestly think you misread what was really being communicated and instead went with another, different script--one with validity, true, but not, IMO, the dead-on one.
"Mez-" not "Mes", of course.
"I tried, but I just cannot care about money."
What money? Which money? Whose money? How money? Where money? When money? Why money?
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