number 90 hand bag snoops

i went to my mums house for dinner last night. we ate salmon and made a mask for a big old wedding next week. at some point i asked jennie to put something in my hand bag and i could see as she was doing it, there were a whole lot of things running through her head - and she was seeing right into my life at this very moment.

firstly i know there was a lighter in there, in which i could see that she was thinking...hmm smoking hey, what is she smoking?? when did she start smoking??? ps the lighter was NOT in fact mine...a few other random things fueling motherly food for thought, including a photo booth photo. this had come from the previous night in which we had shifted our slippery dance party from my concrete floor to a fine establishment that has one of the only film photo booths left in a public place. being a born leader, the blonde directed the shoot (the photo's always turn out better if you have some sort of direction or theme - SEXY, grumpy etc).

anyway, as i knew jennie had taken a quick peek at the entire actual contents of my bag in 5 milli seconds pretending not to - i proceeded to pull out the photo just to confirm that the 3rd photo down, was not in fact ORGASMIC (good adjective suggestion blondie) and that i am not a lesbian, we were in fact angelic...jennie's exact words were, 'there is trouble', in which i promptly said 'what?? we are being heavenly - you know angelic'...don't know how much she believed of anything i was telling her.

why is it that once back at the family home, the 15-19 year old comes back to life? including the telling of obvious lies.

what is not angelic or singing to the heavens about this one??