Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories. (And talking about herself in third person)
Not Drowning, Waving
Friday, July 08, 2005
I have a trademark wave. It's a comical two-handed attempt at saying hello, or goodbye or look at me. Actually it's a bit Camilla Parker Bowles - bordering on Royal but not quite making it.
So now I've ridiculed my own wave, let me just say:
George W Bush's wave BA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
This blog is blathered by a 30-something constant bridesmaid sometimes known as: Cleo Twyford Who trips over a lot in: Melbourne, Victoria, AU
About Me: Confession: I am really bad at reverse parking
Confession 2: I have an inner Evil Bridesmaid Confession 3: I have mastered fridge-grazing as a meal option Confession 4: There is a committee in my head and sometimes they are loud. Yes, okay you can shut up now. I said shut up. Sorry about that. See my complete profile
