Day off due to not wanting to embarrass my little brother in front of his peers at their pre-matric ball party. It’s funny… here I am, slap bang in the middle of an anti-vanity intervention, dressing my brother in the most elaborate embellishments so that he looks like the epitome of contemporary aesthetic perfection for one of his most memorable rights of passage in his 17 years of existence. The irony is amusing, to say the least. Gotta go. The limos are here. Hummers! Immmmpresssiiiiiive….
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