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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It’s a chill and rainy Saturday night in New Haven - it’s Superbowl eve! My roommates Leong, Anna and Lisa and I were playing a game of Upwards - it’s a scrabble-like word game and we’re all strangely super competitive. My phone went “dunk!” A happy ‘Water jug’ sound messages make when they're from one of my favorites. The message was from Charles. He was at the front gate with a package that came to the house where Charles and Mrs. Charles live (about 600 yards from the dorm). He passed me the package through the bars at the main gate, “Thanks,” I said, “ga-night,” and he was gone. Back in my room, I ripped the box open like Christmas morning. The word game could wait - this package was from Paris. The light beige, Jacquemus, ‘Les Ballerines mary-jane pumps’ I’d ordered (forever ago) had arrived and they fit like soft leather gloves. “Ooo! Glampse!” Lisa pronounced. “Aren’t they?” I agreed, swiveling my hooves to show them off in the full length mirror. When I rejoined the Upwards game, talk had shifted to tomorrow's Superbowl. “I read yesterday that Taylor’s on her way (to the Superbowl)!” Leong declared. “I like that she likes the NFL now,” I said. “A lot of people hate her for it,” Anna countered. “She was on camera twice, for 11 seconds total, in a 3-1/2 hour long game. If that upsets you, you’re bringing a lot of your own baggage to the plot.” I updogged. Leong wants to order vegan “wings” for the SuperBowl. “What, exactly, are those?” I asked, apprehensively. “You’re the girl who talked me into trying buffalo-frog-legs in Paris? Ney?” Leong enquired, sarcastically. “Yeah,” I admitted, guiltily, “but they were delicious,” I said in self defense. I’m picking the Chiefs 30-20 over the niners. . . glampse = glamorous
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