Something stinks so bad that I couldn't sleep anymore, and I can't find what it is. Sometimes the manufacturing plants around here emit fetid gases, what they call "events," but I stuck my nose outside and it smells good out there. Presumably the cats did something, but if so, they must have hidden it securely. I'm dyin', this is awful. I've turned down the A/C to get some airflow.
I've decided to whore myself out and give the next doll I do heavy eye makeup and exaggerated arched brows. That's what the collectors bid on. They no likey the fresh-scrubbed look.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 5:41 AM
2 Comments:
You'll have to give the doll a black leather outfit with rhinestone straps and fringe and perhaps a few feathers for effect. Then you'll have to take 20-30 pictures from different angles.
GAH! I don't want to know why that look sells better.
ROFL! You're a woman after my own heart!
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