Did I tell you that I had a blow-out on 7th Street?
It was so weird.
Naturally, my trunk for chock full of princess paraphernalia.
Tiaras, tulle skirts, specters, earrings and bins to make trunks.
The guy from AAA kept staring at the JUNK in MY TRUNK.
I told him, "don't you judge me".
Some people.
