Day 239: - Liza and Clint

This is in honour of the first Film Star Friday - brainchild of this mad woman Beewriter.


I still have the outfit but I could hardly squeeze into it then - the intervening ten years will not have helped, shall we say. 

We had just moved to this house and my friend had a 40th birthday party with a Hollywood theme. A few too many cocktails were consumed and we had to leap out of the taxi on the way home for John to call Huey into the gutter. Nice. I was staggering around trying to stay upright myself and drag him home when our new neighbours strolled past and stopped for a chat. It has never been mentioned since. 

Happy Friday!