Greetings Comfort Town. It is I, your mayor. What’s that you say? You wish I’d spend more time here? Oh so do I! But you know, Mayoral duties require me to visit other districts as a gesture of good will. Rest assured that whenever I am visiting places such as I-know-but-it-looks-really-cutesville or San-I-don’t-have-to-walk-very-far-anyway, I have you in my heart. And mind. And soles of my feet.
Speaking of red haired, female, Western Bulldog fans in a position of power, ladies and gentlemen I present to you Julia Gillard. Australia’s first female Prime Minister. As I’m sure you can appreciate, this is an exciting development in our political history. At the risk of sounding like a bit of a downer, I am of the general belief that what will happen will happen regardless of who holds the title of being “in charge” of a country. Let’s hope Julia isn’t easily swayed and meant it when she said “I would defy anyone to analyse my political career and to suggest on any day I have done anything other than make up my own mind.” I have faith, we rangas sure are stubborn.
In other news, Boozeman and I wore the same tights to work today. It was unintentional. Though it has got me thinking. Maybe she’s hired a PI to spy on me in a bid to overthrow my position of Mayor in a bloodless coup…
Hair clip: Gift
Cardigan: Was Mum’s
Shirt: Valley Girl
Rings: Markets and gift