Good news. Marianne now has underwear. And no thanks to the City of Pittsburgh. I’m not kidding you when I say that the local mall had a Tall Girl store and a Big Girls store but no Scrawny Girl store. She had to resort to the offerings at the local Rite-Aid. Good times, I tell you. Good times.
So what was I talking about before this? Oh, the Intergallactic Bar & Girl. Marianne and I stopped in to watch the trivia contest in process and grabbed a couple of free Bellinis. After, Colby Hodge, Marianne and I went to grab a sandwich; we stuck Colby with the check and ran out after the three of us gabbed so long we were running late for our next shoot. (Hey, Colby! The next one’s on me!)
Back up in the room, we morphed into our night gear for the Hollywood party. I was sporting a black satin 50’s-ish halter dress and Marianne had on an amazing corset and skirt. Some of the costumes were really incredible. There were retro dresses and prom dresses and half-naked guys, if you can call that a costume. Marianne and I mugged it up posing for the fake paparazzi and dancing to “Brick House.” Marianne says dancing in stillettos and gown is way trickier than with combat boots at the goth club. Liz says get over it, you should see my platform boots. 
More later… Locked and loaded, Liz Maverick.
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