More Greetings From Your MUA

While I was off hobnobbing with the jet set on a whirlwind trip to Cancun (Don’t make that face, dear - you’ll wrinkle.), I left our Mistress of Blogs and Sequins Stacey to hold down the fort around here. Which she did… mostly with her butt, I think. Sitting on it, that is. In her defense, she was working on a couple other jobs, but as near as I can tell, most of her “work” consisted of eating ice cream and ruining all of the internet’s fun with her feminism. (Seriously. That’s barely even hyperbole.) Anyway, the best she seems to have been able to come up with is another showcase of her biting and/or half-chewed wit and only slightly unacceptable graphic design skills in the form of greeting cards I might send. (Check out the first set here.) Enjoy. Or at least come back next week, when I promise not to let her use Photoshop.

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