Cynthia is rushing around frantically in high heels and a pencil skirt.
Cynthia: Marcy! Wake up! Let’s go!
Marcy: Go where? I’m happy here.
Cynthia: C’mon, Marcy! We’ve got to get an outfit photo in before the sun goes down.
Cynthia hysterically lunges for her camera and almost twists an ankle.
Marcy: You look like a crazed chicken wobbling around on stilts. And why are you dressed like a secretary?
Cynthia grabs the side of a table to steady herself which in turn causes a stack of loose papers to fly through the air.
Cynthia: This is my Emily Mortimer Pink Panther inspired outfit here.
Cynthia: It’s perfect? Perhaps?
Marcy (drolly): Positively.
Cynthia: I’m trying to get in all of the blogger poses so that someday I will be considered a true fashion blogger. Maybe even … a fashionista.
Marcy: Dreaming dangerously, eh?
Cynthia: Here’s a requisite blogger side view.
Cynthia: And here’s the famous blogger sloucher pose.
Cynthia trips over her toes and lands splat in the middle of the street.
Cynthia: Oh well, I guess we’ll have to get a photo of me shyly looking down at my kneecap another time.
Marcy: Some fashionista. Those heels are only 2 inches high.
Cynthia: I’m working on it, Marcy. You know, a little more encouragement from you would be nice.
Cynthia stoically brushes off asphalt from her arms and legs
Marcy: Don’t quit your day job.
Marcy: And please get out of the middle of the street.
Cynthia manages to jump out of the way of a speeding car with a texting driver behind the wheel. She lands face first in the bougainvillea.
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