Dearest

Our flock has grown! But more importantly THE SILK ARRIVED! Finally darling, Euthican really needs to work on its trading and delivery skills, still…FINALLY! Gold and Bronze lamé…LAMÉ!... Oh poppet, I just can not wait to get started on my new outfit! Asanté is just going to sqee darling…Sqee!

As for the flock, well we have IffyGina and her fetish vegetable act, Howie who is totes adorable and once he is potty trained, learns to manscape or wear underclothes and stops peeing his pants he shall be made over by RAVASANTE, like I said, totes adorable poppet. There was a rhyming girl who told baldy lyrics about a guy with burners. To be honest darling I stopped paying attention, Asanté and I were talking outfits and Oh My Gosh you so need to see his. He has named it Wind Swept Shores, that man is a visionary…pure genius! Oh and there was …oh what is his name? I remember his act because he was throwing sand and water around like he was out in a paddock…no consideration darling, he almost ruined my silk and furs with his damnable fire and filth. Anyways Petal let us not get me worked up. Who else… … … Achelle of course who I thought was a riot as she tried to implicate us all in staging the demise of Stormy Sunset, it was very clever, though a little insensitive poppet…my poor outfit, my work, my vision. Though let us never forget any fashion, like Bos milk has a shelf life darling. Both compliment the body when fresh but are nothing but an eyesore and a stinky mess after but a short time.

Who else darling?

Oh who cares poppet, let’s face it Asanté and I are the stars anyway, no one remembers the prop people, fan bearers and the mounting block. Yes we need mounting blocks, how else are the audience meant to see the Sanguine Princess?

Did I mention the lamé darling….of course I did, I can’t help but lie on my back and kick my heels with excitement! And let us not forget the kid skin…oh my thigh high boots are going to be Divine! Which reminds me…I must tell IffyGina the material is…well…not vegetable, she’ll eat it or use it in her acts…carved wood? I think she will fall for it, if not I’ll distract her with a carrot or something, throw it like a twig and tell her to save it before it falls to its death. Well…I’ll get Howie to throw it…can’t sweat the lame

Tootles for now darling
xoxo