I just found myself singing, "words, words, words," to the tune of Motley Crue's "Girls, Girls, Girls," and that's how you know it's a Monday.
The words that occurred to me vis a vis this particular ensemble included: TOO MANY ACCESSORIES. Okay, I guess that's technically more of a phrase. But you smell what I'm cooking. Accessories soup. And it's turning rancid.
The words that occurred to me vis a vis this particular ensemble included: TOO MANY ACCESSORIES. Okay, I guess that's technically more of a phrase. But you smell what I'm cooking. Accessories soup. And it's turning rancid.
