OK, so the Mad Men version of me has scrawny calves, a jagged haircut and spends her nights alone shoving donuts into her misshapen face.
This scenario is ridiculous. I’d never wear a red dress.
OK, so the Mad Men version of me has scrawny calves, a jagged haircut and spends her nights alone shoving donuts into her misshapen face.
This scenario is ridiculous. I’d never wear a red dress.
