Hello. Hi? Hi. As you probably have heard, I am responsible for Sarah Paulson's makeover. Everyone keeps coming up to me, and they say: Sheri, Sheri! Did you do her makeover? She looks amazing. And yes, yes, I am responsible. I styled her.
At first, I wasn't supposed to say anything. I signed a paper. But now that the shitzu's out of the bag, I can talk about it. And I think it's really going to help my dressing business grow. Personal styling is my passion, and of course, my art.
So, I met Sarah Pawlin a few months ago through Leslie's cousin. He attended an elegant gala I threw at Cabot Mansion for Rhapsody in White's birthday. We had a beautiful, like, uh, lavender-frosting cake with Butch's crown on top. And when the cake was gone, Christy licked the frosting off and put it right on top of Butch's little head. We were so proud. It was such an amazing night. It was pure glamour. And it was really, really understated.
Oh, right. Right. Okay. So Leslie's cousin said to me, Sheri Ann, you have excellent taste. It's just like my wife Cindy's. I said, well thank you Senator. Likewise I'm sure! He asked if I would help this woman he knows buy some clothes. Would I? I did, I said I would do it. Before I knew it, I was flying off to Minnesota and picking out clothes for John's, um, lady friend. I don't really know who she is, but I guess she's important, because everyone knows who she is. It's amazing. It's really helped my client list just, you know, grow. He said I could spend any amount I wanted, that it was okay. Even Leslie's credit card has a goddamn limit.
We got off to... a bumpy start. I tried to talk her into doing her hair with these amazing blonde extensions and getting it real straight, like Cher. But she wouldn't listen. She wears glasses, so I asked her if she could see without them. She said yes, but that she needed them for interviews because they gave her credibility. But I told her, boys don't make passes at girls with four eyes. It's true. I actually need them for medical reasons, but I don't. Wear them. I don't wear them. We found a few things we both liked at the Mall of America, like these amazing red leather jackets, and black, um, shiny, pointy boots that were really elegant. Princess Diana would've worn them. Then we found these amazing shoes and we we're both like, AAAAHHH! Perfect, right?
Yeah. So my first client was just real fun. She was so much fun. She said she would appoint me to some court. But I have so much on my plate now. Oh shoot. Now I'm hungry. I'm going to make some soup.
XOXO,
Sheri

1 comments:
holy mother of everything awesome, this post was beyond.
fy to the i, schopra, you've outdone yourself.
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