Fashionista: ‘The elephant shall weep anew’
Namaste, mere dost! This is your beloved Fashionista coming to you with the sniffles. Yes, your style guru has acquired a virus of some sort and needs to take some time to herself to recover.
How dare such a common thing as the cold virus find its way into my patrician orifices to make me ill?!
Ah, well. In my absence, I’ve asked Brock, who is majoring in Liberal Arts and French Poetry to compose one of his poems in my place this week. I’ve told him to keep it classy, so let’s pray that he does. ‘Til next week, my loves! Ciao!