You. Me. We need to talk. Ssshhhhhh! Not here. Quick, follow me...
I'm spreading secrets over at TopBlogMag this week. Think you know me? According to your responses to my 100 Things, I'm thinking not anymore. Consider this a dare from the "non-voting virgin ballerina" to Catch Me If You Can.
Had enough secrets from me to last a while? I have one more hideout that I'll let you in on today...
The Queen of Spain and I had an illicit tryst late last night.
She let me try on her crown and then rode off on her Harley without saying good-bye. This all may or may not have involved George Clooney. It is entirely possible that I just wanted to use this picture.
Help ease my "morning after" hangover and hang out with me at her pad today. I don't know when she'll be back, so we'll have to make this quick!
*By the way, I know it's a cheap trick to keep dragging you all over the internet with me, but we have big things going on at the home front today, so we'll have to make do with my moonlighting for now. I'll be home again tomorrow, though! In the meantime...
Marco? Polo! Catch me if you can!
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