Country Goes To Town
Dear NYC,
Here I come. I’m ready to stand by the silver-painted guy who looks like the Statue of Liberty and have my picture taken. I’m ready to walk down Wall St and watch the chaos. I’m ready to go shopping on canal street and walk through Times Square. I’m really ready to see Wicked again.
However, I am not ready to look like a country bumpkin in a field of fashionistas. Yippee. Joy. What fun. (not) Yes, I’m from the 80’s , too.
I’ll see you tomorrow NYC. Maybe I’ll still be in my Xanax stupor when I get off the plane.
Love,
Country Kat
