"You are admired for your impeccable tastes." This was my fortune today. I guess that would explain those looks I got from people when I was running errands. First from the other shoppers at the dollar store when I was buying gold painted, embossed paper plates with my fly down on my capri mom jeans. (I was in a hurry to get the hell out of the public restroom and missed a step.) And then from an 90 year old, shirtless man riding his bicycle stopped at the traffic light while I was singing and dancing with Beyonce in my 2007 Honda accord. It's like these cookies and B. know me.
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