Because Some Days You Find Yourself Posting Far Too Late.

And today is one of those days, dear readers. I am happy, at least, to see that someone has found this blog by Googling the term “outrageous outfit.” I hope that you were satisfied, at least, by the Hat of Fashion in a post below.

I have little to say for a poemlogue, except for this: rarely, dear readers, rarely do I use The Naughty Words in poems. This is mostly because of An Episode that occurred long, long ago, in the time of my youth, when I wrote a poem which included A Very Dirty Word, which my mother promptly found — how, I know not, as she found no other poems that I wrote which did not include said Very Dirty Words. Nonetheless, it occurred, and there were tears, and admonishment, and the admission that my mother wished I would not write poems with Such Dirty Words. I use said Very Dirty Word in this poem, dear readers, along with several other Dirty Words Which Some May Even Consider Dirtier. Or, as Christina Aguilera might’ve said a few years ago, Dirrtier.

Also: I come from a place where there are many small towns. Many, many small towns. I myself come from such a small town, the name of which I shall not reveal, as anonymity is precious, especially when one uses Such Dirrty Words. I provide you with Google Image’s choice for “small town” — perfect! A photograph of Britney wearing a Very Fashionable Hat (though the rest of her outfit is seriously unfashionable, except for the boots).

Carmina Marion

OMG WTF NAUGHTY!