So while Shy-Anne is away, time to check out her abode. The front is a gaudy pink, you saw it here on AKA Amber Fox blog. The yard, the gate, the view give the appearance of something lavish, rich. I tried the front door, it was latched with a chain, I could only get my nose through. Drat!
I saw a sticker on the wall, so I took a picture.
I went around the back of the trailor next, discovering that the whole place is a facade, the trailor that is suppose to be immaculate, the latest in Martha's Trailor Living, was not even close. It was clearly a 1950's trailor. I suspect it was the trailor she got from her first divorce. The back door looked to have this new picture painted on it, an attempt to mullify new new cowboy beau.
She is clearly going back to her roots with more than her hair by the looks of it.
The picnic set was augmented with a gas barrel hedge, the likes I have never seen. It was truly a sight to see.
I tried the back door, it was open! Of course it was, that is like it has always been with Shy-Anne, if you need company you use the back door if the porch light is on. I guess she forgot to turn it off when they sped away yesterday. In those days her show name was different I discovered. She went with the more subtle name, "Ineada Mann". I think that was the name the ProngER was mumbling in his tears when I spoke to him.
Inside the back door was this poster of Dolly.
It appears to be all she has left of her friendship with Dolly. The back is signed "To my dear sister, Shy Anne, Love your bigger sister, Dolly."
Oh the Humanity, so far have the glamorous fallen. I just hope her new cowboy stud can get back on the horse.