I don’t think I can take much more of this. It’s killing me. I can’t go on. I’ll go on. (Samuel Beckett)
Sea is excited about going to Tokyo in a couple of weeks to spend a few million dollars and take some cute photos. She posed in some painful pointy Givenchy pumps, and twittered about vaginas and her dad’s cell phone.
Mom confided that she “had to have” these Lucite Prada shoes from Neiman’s. ($975) Not only that, but Sea “managed to snag a pair of the satin platforms … and they are really incredible.”
Who would like to deconstruct the phrase “managed to snag” in this context?
UPDATE: Now there are new Celine sandals for both Sea and Mom, and some hideous new garbage jewelry that was “sent” from Paris.
Sea won’t post your comments but you can leave them here. I’ll go first.
Dear Sea, Have you tried adding up the damage, shoe-wise, for the last month? Why are you throwing away your youth on this project? You’re staring to look nuts in those photos. Your outfits say “35 year old divorcee, circa 1980.” This is not a compliment. Stop the insanity and maybe poor dad can retire. Love, xo SW.