The lizard was troubled and seeking a solution. The tango competition was only a week away. She had practiced faithfully; she knew she could execute the steps perfectly. She had spent hours in the salon getting sparkly purple highlights all over her body. But even that, she feared, wouldn’t make her stand out in a crowded field.
Traditional tango costumes all ended to look alike. Still mulling over her problem, she returned to her breakfast –mealy worms and carrot pancakes. Hmmm . . . perhaps a big orange circle skirt?
She placed a call to her dressmaker.
Traditional tango costumes all ended to look alike. Still mulling over her problem, she returned to her breakfast –mealy worms and carrot pancakes. Hmmm . . . perhaps a big orange circle skirt?
She placed a call to her dressmaker.
