I HOPE YOU HAVE A VERY
SC-HAIRY HALLOWEEN!





And Stealth said..."Duh! I'm winning here!"
Yesterday, after we unpacked, Stealth and Gina went looking for something to eat...and I had the pleasure of meeting a young whipper-snapper bra named Gilligan O'Malley.
Don't ask me WHY we went from Atlanta, Georgia to Flint, Michigan to get to Las Vegas, Nevada...but here I am watchin' Gina's back in the Flint airport as she unwraps a couple of them tasty Glo-Balls 
The first big city I ever visited as a Traveling Bra was Las Vegas, Nevada...but being a bit of an ingénue at the time, I still felt pretty insecure about being out there on my own, much less exposing myself in public. Consequently, I never even made it past the hotel room balcony!

How thoughtful and GENEROUS!
Please click on this Award to read the original post...and view it over in my Big Ol' Bodacious TROPHY ROOM!
Here I am with my chaperon readin' an article about Joan Jett in the Alice in Chains' DRESSING ROOM! In case ya'll didn't know, my chaperon is a devoted Joan Jett fan...and judgin' by the look in her eye...I reckon she's developin' a few feelins' about me too! :)
Yeah, that's me, rubbin' shoulders backstage with Matt, Abby and Joan Jett's guitar player (wearing red) Dougie!
As a couple of newly independent gals, we literally and figuratively covered a lot of territory together during these past 5 months! She, being my "Ex's" oldest and dearest friend, really went the extra mile and took me to SIXTEEN different locations in FOUR states! Between her and my daring little Italian Chaperon of my beloved Petaluma, I got TONS of exposure on the west coast! But now, it's time for me to move on to other parts of this big ol’ goofy world.
Good friends are like good bras...
confront my "Ex"...who, if you recall, (and if not, click here) DUMPED me for a younger model last year at her High School Reunion! Then she left me flat-busted all alone in an unfamiliar town with no visable means of support! Yeah, you can bet your sweet bippy I arrived at her home with both barrels fully loaded and underwires poised to do battle!
it's a miracle she has ANY clothes left! Turns out my former bosom buddy has been diagnosed with AAADD. Which explains a LOT.
them drone on and on about their on again/off again relationship with my "Ex", and their relentlessly tedious lives; all work-wash-dry and NO play! How DID I ever put UP with that?!?
Puh-leeez click on this Totally Fah-bulous Award (which has been moved to my Big Ol' Bodacious TROPHY ROOM) to read the original post!