A running runner who runs.
Well, actually more like a mothering mother who mothers right now.
Busy, busy day. Busy busy day tomorrow.
But I have to say that I think we might have seen just the slightest bit of evidence tonight that Katharine has a little place, deep inside, that is not 100% plastic, thus making her makeup 99.47% pure faking faker who fakes. Like freaking soap or something, but in this case purity isn’t really a selling point.
Did I steal “faking faker who fakes” from someone? If so, my apologies.
Seriously, did you see her face when they panned back to her while Elliott was singing? She looked like she knew that it was just wrong, candidate.
Anyhoo, back sometime tomorrow...maybe. I have plans involving a sponge and my kitchen floor after we get home. Must. Clean. Floor. ‘Til it shines like Kat’s plastic smile.
Ahem.
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