Further to my post yesterday, I headed back into court for "That Guy's Bail Hearing - Part Deux".
I hurried in about two minutes after it started, plonked down next to one of the TV journos, and looked up towards the benches.

She was Peach Storm no longer. She was now - The White Tutu Tornado.
I turned, wide-eyed, to Jess next to me. She rolled her eyes, knowing immediately the source of my surprise. "It's even better when she stands up," she whispered.
And she was right. White Tutu Tornado had teamed the tulle with a black shirt that had transparent, mesh-like sleeves, and topped off the ensemble with several strings of pearls. When standing, the skirt puffed out from her hips, and when walking, it bounced and swayed. When she faced the magistrate, you could get a clear view of the cream ribbon that encircled the top of the skirt around her waist, coming to rest in a pretty bow at the back.

Anyway, the hearing took an hour and a half. Bail was refused, but not before I'd made some shabby attempts at drawing White Tutu Tornado herself.
Strange. Oh so strange.
was she wearing any knickers or pantaloons?
ReplyDeletecan u give her my number GC?
she may like 2 b bored 1 day?
Now now CH
ReplyDeleteLets keep it above table level
i'll try AM
ReplyDeletebut i just love
peaches and creme...
ooooooooooooops
Also a bit hilarious.
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