I recently attented My ROCKSTAR friend's 40th. Wow! She’s not just a name anymore, she’s a superwomen consultancy service. If you want to not only perfect but rather excel multitasking, please contact her consultancy service because my wonder woman friend, you slay.
I wouldn’t be surprised if one of these days the tweet breaks the internet, because that’s how the world communicates now, “my friend has given a nod to the rumors that she, is indeed a cyborg.”
“Yassss! I was right as usual”, would be my following text to my husband.
My friend is one person, who can, climb Mt. Everest in the morning, and yet show her sassy and sizzling moves to “London Thumakda” the very same night.
And, the best is yet to come, she would be climbing that mountain pulling her entire family with her and yet, will be doing London Thumakda holding hands with her entire family too. Because duh! She loves them to the moon and back. What? You don’t know THAT? Are you not friends with her on Facebook?
For her, kids are BAE and her husband is her SWAG. She is head over heels for him. Her cheeks glow like a ripe gourmet tomato or rather like plum when her husband, who I must say has got quite a few tricks up his sleeve, tries to woo her.
That cheeky glow, is as radiant and not to forget, as obvious as it was when she met him at the age of 19. Well, I must say my friend, you look still the same apart from a couple of tweaks.
She is a pro at everything she does. She could make a great entrepreneur, an outstanding Janitor, the perfect handyman, the masterchef, the top make up artist, and of course the perfect nanny. She is an all rounder. She is our goddess and she is our diva.
She's always there like a big sister. And, as much of a cliché as it may sound, we all love you to the moon and back.