I guess it started when I was in camp Highmount at about age 8 and went to the prom with 3 boys all of whom mutinied because I was “too bossy”.
If those little shits stood on top of each other they weren’t as tall as I was.
Of course I took command.
I did have a bit of a set back in the fifth grade when I was sitting in between David Gillis and Richard Sheslow and I farted during Assembly.
It was only temporary because I’m pretty sure I covered it up with a loud “Ahem”.
I was a bit slow in developing so in the seventh grade I wore a bra with blow up falsies only to discover due to Richard Rubin’s hysterical laughter while on the lunch line that they can dent.
Luckily I was able to wear my faux mink stole for the rest of the day.
My love of animals was not dwarfed by my sense of style.
I mean I was a trend setter. Practically no one wore fur in seventh grade.
High school was another place that I soared.
I was extremely popular and not just because I put out.
I went to Music and Art which was not only a hippy school but where I gained my first success.
I completed 3 years of french without being able to speak more than one or two words of it.
Obviously one of those words was “oui”.
Overcoming setbacks is just a bit of what made me who I am today, a very beautiful and accomplished social drinker who is absolutely loving the fact that I can stay in my house without making up excuses to all of my fans.
Now Zen
BTW a tip to you gardeners. Do not plant mint. It is useless and takes over your garden.
Kisses.
My blow up bras did not dent.
Love you.
You’re lucky. Love you back