off i go to familio.

my "Bubby" (grandmother)
is famous for shredding people's confidence.
and like the queen of hearts,
there is only her way.
but i have not seen them for o, 7 years,
so perhaps it will be heartfull.
she wont last forever unless,
well preserved by three face lifts,
she will.

and off to Hull.

my aunt.
i am excited,
is an architecht
and designed their house.
i hear it is quite amazing-zing.
of which is the where i will rest my head.

synogogue first. it will be the second time i ever enter.
they have given me "honours". im scared.
to simply "pull the string" where behind lies the Torah.
yikes.
and then,
BLacK TiE.
for which i have made a dress.
quite the interest-ting. puffed sleaves with crinolino curling over arms.
empire waist.
to flair below to below the knee.
and upon the flair there is a nest of pink crin. to extend the buoyancy of it all.
and the back is very very.
all gathered and feathered of its own.
the neck line
all beaded an dembroidered with blue silk ribon
and beads
bought in victoria.

im gonna die my hair
until its dyed. or something.
segments of dark red or black.
j'sais pas encore.

on vera.

wish me resistance
against unpure natures.

i hope they dont try to save my soul.