First Night Celebration for LaM

Well, here it is 12:30 and I'm getting revved up. We are picking out our clothes for the photo shoot Tuesday. Lorraine is sitting on her bed as I show her outfits. She is saying things like, "Ahhh, for you right?" and I say,
"No babe. The conservative one's yours." and she replies with fear..."That's conservative?"

Hey, a little lip service never hurt anyone right? So, how about a little virtual fashion show for our Lamies? Yes?

Annnnnndd coming down the runway is the fabulous Lorrarrraine GAAAAARLAND! Ladies and gentleman. In her Hollywood geisha kimono and corseted capris. Are the capris or pants? Who really knows. She's so short...oh, just to me. I'm an amazon.
She is wearing the pants (outfit) tonight.

This is my little frock. I like the skirts and the heels. Lorraine likes to wear school girl skirts when she plays but I said, "Babe, you can't sit like a BOY on stage if you're wearing a skirt.!!!" So, she's going to try wearing pants. ....so she can sit and fiddle in privacy so to speak. She's trying to get used to the idea of me making her into a peacock tomorrow. Begaaauck! (via MAC cosmetics.) I wish I had fancy hair extensions too. You see, I'm trying to convince Lorraine of my haute couture plans before she rests up and gets her brain back enough to disagree. So far all she's said is, "Just pluck my eyebrows and you can turn me into anything you want" Hey, she could wake up as a mermaid, a small piece of sponge named Bob, or a rock chic gone wrong...who knows now that Kevin Aucion is dead. Did I spell that right?, anyway, he was a make-up GOD! I am all alone in the make-up world now. Hey, channeling is an option. I am a psychic by day.

Oh, the top photo is of my favorite things. The skull clown doll is a music box that plays, "Funeral March of the Marionettes"
Lorraine gave it to me. The photo of the two little girls is me and my sister. I'm the fat baby in the photo. The pearls are from Fablo too. The clock is my great grandmothers. So, now you get a little slice of Malena's House.

Lorraine is still laying down. sometimes she says things like, "ok" and "Wow" and "Yeah, that sounds good"
I will be in her shoes tomorrow as she shares her own version of the events of the evening...come morning. Oh LaMies, this trip is starting out with a bang. I'm off to get more clothes. (Lorraine now knows how a mannequin feels at Nordstroms)