fourth (actual) glamour
[This song is playing when one enters the sizable apartment. The furniture is pristine and bright, and tall high glass windows overlook quite the view of Los Angeles.
There's a tree not taller than Nancy herself, but she's knelt down beside it. An older woman is with her, and they're currently throwing tinsel at the tree--and at each other. Cookies are nearby, half-eaten, but there's plenty to go 'round.
Also, hope you like Connie Francis, because that's all the jukebox seems to be playing. This song plays after, followed by a seemingly endless string of holiday songs sung by the lady herself.]
Next year, we should get one of those ugly ass flocked trees just to do it. [laughs... genuinely!]
There's a tree not taller than Nancy herself, but she's knelt down beside it. An older woman is with her, and they're currently throwing tinsel at the tree--and at each other. Cookies are nearby, half-eaten, but there's plenty to go 'round.
Also, hope you like Connie Francis, because that's all the jukebox seems to be playing. This song plays after, followed by a seemingly endless string of holiday songs sung by the lady herself.]
Next year, we should get one of those ugly ass flocked trees just to do it. [laughs... genuinely!]