I was feeling a little spanish this morning as my good friend Angus was meeting my blogfriend Azahar for tapas in sevilla so I’m wearing my ole skirt to commemorate the occasion. wish I were there too
the fringing on the skirt does cover everything when I’m at work, but I hiked it up a little for the photos to reveal a long thin scar on my hip of which I am very fond.
I’d love to say I got it fighting off a shark but that wouldn’t be true…
gimcrack hospital (PG) 
This blog is getting to be a damn good reason to get out of bed in the morning! 😉
And, that IS some scar! You’ll have to tell us the real story behind that one …
Why do I suddenly feel like running with the bulls but riding one as well? Cheers!!
Wow, once again you’ve left me speechless. I think I have to go take care of something now 🙂
¡Hola y olé, chica mia! Little hot number that you are all in red and black and lacy/fringyness … it wasn’t a scar from the bull run in Pamplona, was it? Or even a local Sydney version …? 😉
It is days like these that I thank the Lord that I am a man.
Nursemyra es muy caliente.
Four and a half years of Spanish in school well spent…
you haven’t had a # NOF, have you, nursemyra?
azahar: oooh I’m not brave enough for that
trixiebelden: good guess but not right. closer than a bull run though
That’s right N.M.
Make’m howl
🙂
These pictures have me feeling better already.
Looks rather like a ladder in one’s stocking 🙂
maybe I should put some nail polish on it 🙂
It has taken me a while to take all this in and to gather my thoughts for some sort of intelligent comment.
WOW!
Yeah, exactly … why mince words.
🙂
some men don’t need words 🙂