My dearest blogospherical friends:
My mom opened her beauty parlor for me last night and gave me a make-over.
A mere 24 hours ago, I was a ratty Irish street-urchin.
Now look at me!
Don't you think I could crash a White House state dinner and get away with it?
Even better, I can see beyond my nose! There are wondrous things out there!
Your faithful friend,