My watch pinged me awake. Yah, I know. Up n’ at em.
But where was I? Gobs of red and pink fabric swathed the ceiling and walls. Sheer pink curtains covered every window, light pink lamps rested on dark pink night tables, a light pink duvet featuring a fancy scrolled B covered the bed, and the delicate wrought iron vanity and chair were dark pink.
Sitting up, my feet did not find my Crocs, but instead, a zebra rug and a pair of high-heeled marabou mules.
This was weird.
I glanced at the vanity mirror.
Barbie’s 1959 face peered back.
But where was I? Gobs of red and pink fabric swathed the ceiling and walls. Sheer pink curtains covered every window, light pink lamps rested on dark pink night tables, a light pink duvet featuring a fancy scrolled B covered the bed, and the delicate wrought iron vanity and chair were dark pink.
Sitting up, my feet did not find my Crocs, but instead, a zebra rug and a pair of high-heeled marabou mules.
This was weird.
I glanced at the vanity mirror.
Barbie’s 1959 face peered back.
