There Was A Time...

When I was just about the cutest thing around. And round I was (WAS?) yes, now I'm more oblong. Apparently I was pretty poor back in the day. No clothes or shoes and a paper sack for a hat. But I looked happy. But my big brother loved me. Guess he didn't have any clothes either.But I had bling! And plenty of food I think. Looks like when I finally became more mobile on my own, I must have needed shoes. And since Kevin loved me so much, he loaned me some of his. And his shirt too. What a good brother. Funny, I still seem to put that foot in my mouth quite regularly .

Here I was trying out for the part in Little Orphan Annie. They said I was too well rounded for the part.

So I tried proving my versatility.I was sad, so very sad. So mom started dressing me better. She made me lots and lots of spin spin spin dresses. With lots of fluff and laces and ribbons. I was sure I was hit the big time, after all, who in the world could resist a cutie pie like me? After all, I had talent! I could dance! In flip flops even!

I'm very flexible.

I could help build the sets.

I knew my way around a photo shoot, and was a pro at making that camera love me.
And could swing with the best of them. Back when it was a good thing. I can even supply my own props.I assured them that I was was the ultimate professional.

Always arriving at the set on time. Having my own driver of course.

I even had a backup driver if needed.

Or being the modern woman I am, I could just drive myself! Then I saw it! My name up in lights! SHIRLEY TEMPLE!Damn it...dreaming again.