Wrong Story, Wrong Person

The explanation for the title of this post will remain, as so many things do, an in-joke between me and the two lovely ladies pictured here. Only with friends like this can I let down my guard and be silly and ridiculous and not worry about any of it. This was JoAnn and Ali after a bottle of bubbly (and a vesper or two) just before dinner and a show this past weekend in Boston.

They are a hoot on their own – but put the three of us together and it’s a different scene entirely. Amazeballs, y’all. (Usually there are wigs and costumes and Amber Jewels involved.)

Ali was acting as Alice the maid, attending to JoAnn as she got her sheer shirt together.

These photos, like the friends in them, make me laugh. There is no happier feeling.

Back to Blog
Back to Blog