Just came back from the SG Burlesque Show in St. Pete. Let's just say I wasn't sexually frustrated when I left home.
I really wanted to meet the girls, but I always shy away from meeting famous people. I especially wanted to meet Violet, but I can't stand cloying people and that's a fair peeve: I avoid being cloying myself.
I had a chance one to have beans n' rice with Jello Biafra, but I decided just to shake his hand and thank him for the music. I really prefer my imagined impressions of people than finding out that they are less than their work. I'm sure Violet is a sweetheart, but I am not going to entertain some fantasy that we'll have a memorable one nighter or I'll get the time of day. I'll remain a distant admirer.
I really wanted to meet the girls, but I always shy away from meeting famous people. I especially wanted to meet Violet, but I can't stand cloying people and that's a fair peeve: I avoid being cloying myself.
I had a chance one to have beans n' rice with Jello Biafra, but I decided just to shake his hand and thank him for the music. I really prefer my imagined impressions of people than finding out that they are less than their work. I'm sure Violet is a sweetheart, but I am not going to entertain some fantasy that we'll have a memorable one nighter or I'll get the time of day. I'll remain a distant admirer.
violet:
aww you should have come up and said Hi, i would have loved to take a polaroid with you and chatted a little bit. And darling i'm not famous, i'm just a normal girl, who used to be a cheerleader, who now gets paid to dance around and act like an idiot with chocolate sauce, cat fights and pom poms... Now if i win the pulitzer prize for the book i'm writing then you should be too shy!