There’s nothing like waking up in the morning and not being able to figure out what you did with the Silly Putty that you were playing with the night before during a round of self-pity vodka-drinking…
Categories: Past Imperfect
There’s nothing like waking up in the morning and not being able to figure out what you did with the Silly Putty that you were playing with the night before during a round of self-pity vodka-drinking…
Categories: Past Imperfect
Tagged as: Drinking Is Fun, Film, Gloria Swanson, Hollywood, Humor, Life, Movies, Photography, Sarcasm, Sunset Boulevard, Vintage, writing
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I spy with my little eye—some Silly Putty. How silly is that!
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You win the prize! What that prize might be, no one has really decided, but go wait by your mailbox just in case… 😉
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Okay, I’ll be waiting.
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I can’t even figure out what the hell she is thinking – cry – or murder someone, possibly both!
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She’s distraught because she’s not sure what happened to her real eyebrows… 😉
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Oh, that I can understand 🙂
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Sunset Boulevard?
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Bingo! One of my favorites, as the movie is so over-the-top but real at the same time…
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Got to reblog this…too funny.
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Reblogged this on that little voice and commented:
She thought it was her third eye!
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LOL – she’s upset that she got caught using her anti-unibrow treatment!
XD
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Sigh. I know the feeling. If I didn’t diligently perform surveillance and maintenance on the gap between my brows, I would have a unibrow that could conquer nations. I’m doing it as a service to society, but I still don’t want anybody to catch me doing it… 😉
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