Feeding the Stalkers

This is just a page to show off some pretty pictures of me. You are welcome.

  • New vintage dress and hat from garage sale. Old vintage gloves from flea market. Vintage glasses from Park Opticians. And I had no idea what shoes to wear.

… I probably think that song is about me.


All proceeds to tip jar go inevitably to new pretty dresses, which I will want to take selfies of, which will result in more feeding of the stalkers, so you see it is one great cycle of stalker-feeding. And dresses.

To date, zero people have fed the tip jar.  Perhaps I should remove it, but I hate to misrepresent myself as not desperate.