

EntryDear Diary,Entry
I haven't felt this way in years, not since the night Daddy gently glided me on his arm down the staircase to the ballroom floor the night of the Cherries Jubilee. However, instead of watching my hooves while waltzing with an uneasy Rhubarb Custard II, my heart waltzed with one I would turn down any partner for from this day forward.
It was so unexpected; all I wanted to do was deliver to the lady of the house an invitation to my annual tea party. The highlight of the event would be the unveiling of my own newly cultivated Scrubble Tea! However, I could not get a word in
| Without looking at my Favorites Gallery or my own submissions, the best description I can give of myself is "hopeless romantic". I love all things elegant, flamboyant, individualistally unique (how can you not love Rick the People's Poet's pigtails?), timeless to dated, creative...well, I adore what I adore, and I'm not making apologies for it here! Please drop me a line. I'll get back to you as soon if I ever put down my latest copy of "Bliss Victoria" or "Romantic Homes"... |
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[link] i <3 Aidan!
Keep up the good work!
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