This shirt was the real star of last night. I mean, besides the birthday girl. I finally figured out how to wear it! Biggest accomplishment of 2012! (gold skirt) I mean, my coworkers made fun of me, but they can’t be expected to understand. Flannel sluts. My laydies loved it. And it’s a t-shirt dress which is perfect to pass out in But dis bitch had the AUDACITY to argue with me about whether my little cub (str8 cub) of a coworker would make a good drag queen while looking me in the face. The face above this shirt. No! He wouldn’t! For all the reasons. Drag isn’t about how funny it would be to see that bearded man in a dress!!! Also star power. I didn’t even start the drag conversation, if you can believe it. (you can’t) But I am an authority!!!
