THE FOXIEST OF THE STONES

I SPENT MY WEEKEND WITH LOTS OF CLOSE GIRLFRIENDS DRINKING VOKDA GRAPEFRUITS AT DIVE BARS, AND LAUGHING ABOUT FUNNY YOUTHFUL MEMORIES. WALKING AROUND BALBOA ISLAND DROPPING INTO TOURIST STORES AND EATING COCONUT SHRIMP. AND WAKING UP TO MIMOSA BRUNCHES OVER LOOKING THE OCEAN. LATELY I HAVE BEEN FEELING LIKE TEENY IN NOW AND THEN, WITH THE PARTIES MY PARENTS AND THEIR FRIENDS HAVE BEEN THROWING. MY BACKYARD IS ALWAYS FILLED WITH CACKLING ADULTS WITH MARGARITAS IN HAND. SOMETIMES I STILL WISH I HAD MY TREE HOUSE, BUT MAYBE 23 IS A LITTLE OLD TO SNEAK UP THERE UNLESS I HAVE A BOY OR A DRINK TO SIT WITH. STONE_COLD_FOX IS STILL GOING STRONG AND KEEPS MY STRESS LEVEL HIGHER THEN EVER. I CANNOT WAIT TO HAVE THE NEW STUFF COME OUT, HOPEFULLY BY NEXT WEEK. ITS ALOT SMALLER OF A LINE, BUT MUCH MORE HAND DONE, COLLECTORS ITEMS. THEYRE BEAUTIFUL PEICES, AND DEFIANTLY FOR THOSE WHO HAVE AN EYE FOR BEAUTIFUL CLOTHES.

TUNE: ELECTRELANE- ENTER LAUGHING