I was feeling a bit restless last week, so I had a little dance party in my tiny living room. Danced for three hours-- I'm not sure what got into me, but it felt great. I started with Chic-- nothing kicks off a party like a little Le Freak. . . says Chic. Didn't take long before things got dirty. You know what I mean. T.Rex. Marc Bolan with is sexy, kinky fro and shiny lips and flirty guitar licks . . .
Don't get me started. Next thing I know I'm making come hither eyes at one of my human-sized house plants I have decided to call. . . Dean. Yes, Dean is name after Dean Winchester on the Sci-Fi show, Supernatural (what-- I LOVE that show).
Anyway, you can imagine how thrilled I was to see that WhizzKid1-- a new etsy store, has a great tee of Marc Bolan from T. Rex.
I think I've got to get this. The thought of Marc Bolan near my boobs? A girl can have her fantasies, can't she?