There’s a peeping tomboy. Take yourselves to the county line by the river. View an endless blue sky. Dance to Chopin. It’s a happy house indeed.

Ivy League preppy looks and casual city life canvas. In search of Sasquatch, that was kick-ass. With Leonard Nimoy kickin’ out the jams.

Reptile skins, plaids, flowers and vertical stripes. Come on let me see you shake your tail feather. You give me that look, it’s almost unreal.

Get bossy or be playful. Plaids and gingham. I add a little machine gun funk to the brain. I’m your gandy dancer. And any old music will do.

The Tiagageddon is upon us. If Pocahontas had a jeanswear line. Dance the Hularula. I want to ride my Skinnycle.

The Tiagageddon is near. Are you on the X Edge? Je/nous is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration. I whip my hair back and forth.