Anyway, no boobs today folks (check back on New Year's Eve, much better odds) but I did want to share this adorable Santa's little
This one scored on both fronts.
Some background: I was asked to play Mrs. Claus at a public event and this is what I showed up in.
The organizers were appalled.
"But Mrs. Claus has white hair and granny glasses!" they protested.
"Not in the magazines I read," I replied. "Just be glad I didn't go for the 'Naughty Elf' outfit."
"It looks like you did!"
"No, you're still breathing and the police haven't arrived."
"Actually I am feeling a little light-headed ..."
"You are? Yay! The old girl's still got it!"
In the end, everyone got over it because someone pointed out that, in an era of incessant butt-tweeting and Miley Cyrus's squirrel pelt, this outfit is practically a burqa. The event went off just fine and I liked the outfit so much I bought the stockings and the gloves. That's all one really wears on Christmas Eve anyway.
A-a-a-and marvelous, one of the organizers just had a stroke. *plants stiletto heel squarely on his heaving chest* Oh knock it off, buddy. Does EVERYTHING have to be about you?