Fanny is Nekkid…
as they
say in the South. We successfully
disrobed Ms. Fanny this morning. Which means progress is
happening at Chez V. Noteworthy b/c us two Sagittarians typically move like
snails. Fabric has been purchased. Paint has been selected.
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| notice the dirt and debris where two seams came together. ewwwww. |
As we
were pulling off the seat bun fabric, mr. V asked if I had Fabreze on hand. ‘Yes, why?’ To
which he replied, ‘because the foam will likely smell like stale cigarettes and farts. Old lady farts.’ Before I could even get the laugh out he made a soft pfffffffffttt sound.
Seriously, I fell
out. Down to the ground laughing. Because farts are always funny.
A gajillion pulled
staples and two blisters later and that little hussy is finally nudey mcnude.
All photos by mrs. V
kisses, mrs. V
