OK it’s almost been 6 months since Lilly Dee has updated her blog. grrrr! So that’s it, I’m taking the helm and writing an entry for her. Here it is, Mr. Fry’s rendition of Lilly Dee’s unfinished symphony…
Pigeongirl Begins
I can’t believe I finally graduated from Columbia, it’s been a grueling 12 months. Family was there so that was great. After graduation I went back to California to be with my great pals, Mr. Fry (of course the best!), Joyce, Jeff, Juno, Jan, et. al. On the flight back home I found myself singing Phantom Planet’s California.
We’ve been on the run
Driving in the sun
Looking out for #1
California here we come
Right back where we started from
Anyway, not only did I get to see my great friends (Mr. Fry especially), I got to see my car again. Oh I miss you porschie Cayennie poo. In fact, I missed it so much that I slept in it the night I arrived in LA. It was romantic, me, my Cayennie poo, the smell of leather, and the carbon monoxide lingering in the air (fortunately the garage was well ventilated).
Oh if things only lasted forever. Don’t tell my car that I’ve been having feelings for another, it’s an italian stallion by the name of Maserati Quattroporte. Shhhh!!! Not a word!
Enough about my car and my friends. I had a great time back in LA but it was time to go back to the far east, in this rural place they call New Jersey. Yes, I chose to become a Jersey girl. I just needed to get away from all that luxury and privilege so that I’d know what it’s like to suffer and face the thing which I fear most. Only from knowing suffering can I strike style in the hearts of the unfortunate unfashionables (sure!). And only through facing my fears can I become… PIGEON GIRL!
buahahahaha. BUAHAHAHAHA!
Yes I am Pigeon Girl, I abet what is right in the world of fashion and take down these fashion criminals one fashion faux pas at a time. I do not do this alone but with the aid of my trusty Cayenne by my side. So people of New Jersey, feel my wrath and hear my coo, I am Pigeon Girl.