ronaldo and the girls birthday dress

Can a human please explain to me why I am obsessed with girls dresses?  I am a 89 year old woman.  I should have other things on my mind, not clothing.  Let's review my week.  I wake up at four in the morning because I'm not able to sleep the whole night.  Then I get on the internet and start searching for girls dresses.  Why are you so surprised that I can use the internet?  It's how I met my fourth husband, Ronaldo.  We were on a dating site that pairs millionaires with supermodels.  We flirted on line for several months, then agreed to meet in person.  Man were we both upset that night.  We met a Long John Silver's.  I was wearing the coolest dress.  The kind that girls usually wear.  I believe it's called a mini skirt.  But actually, it was more of a micro mini.  I wanted to show off my curtains, if you catch my drift.  He did.  And so did all the patrons sitting down wind of me that night.



We really meshed that night, Ronaldo and me.  We talked of our common love for girls dresses.  I was a little surprised that such a young, handsome latino man would know so much about fashion, particularly dresses for girls. Oh my heavens, he must've talked for hours about womens fashion, girls dresses, girls hairstyles, and kapow.  I was so amazed.  Usually latin men don't care about that kind of stuff at all.  But Ronaldo was not the same.  He was unlike any other man I've ever met.



Later, we retreated to my estate, where we talked for ours by my indoor pool.  He gave me such a special goodnight kiss.  Yes, it was a little awkward.  As if he hadn't done that in awhile, but I assume he was just nervous to be with a woman with my kind of experience.  He also carried me to my bedroom, because the automatic lift on my staircase was broken.  I was like being in heaven, and I ought to know because I was clinically dead 4 times. Once when I was in my 60s. Then again in my 70s, and of course, last Memorial Day I was clinically dead for three minutes.  But that was a simple mix up during my breast augmentation surgery. I have CC's now, so it's a little hard for me to still fit into girls dresses.  I need to wear women's sizes now.

The next morning, I discovered Ronaldo sleeping in his van just a few blocks away.  It was so cute.  He was like a faithful little dog waiting at his master's side.  He just wanted to make sure I was ok, I supposed.  What a remarkable man.  True, we have very little in common, except for our love of girls dresses, but that's a good starting point, right?  I've been looking for someone to share my silver years with for the past 30 or 40 years.  He could be the one!  Oh, Ronaldo.  Let us fall in lust.  I'll slip out of my girls dress and you can slip out of your biker shorts and leather vest.  I can't find one reason why this won't last, can you?  Visit www.twirlygirlshop.com