Dallas Blonde

On Saturday, some friends invited Wes and me to join them for drinks at Dallas' newish Ritz Carlton Hotel.  It was our first time going there.  We arrived early, found a seat in the bar and ordered drinks when a classic Dallas Blonde walked in.  This gal had NOTICE ME written all over her and who wouldn't?  She was a woman of a certain age with a tight white dress hugging a truly magnificent rack that must have cost her oil-man husband a fortune.  Between the bosom and the sky-high Louboutin heels, it was truly a triumph of the will that she was able to stay upright.  She went straight to the bar and had just ordered a bottle of champagne when a hotel bellman came dashing in with her white fur coat that she had carelessly left elsewhere.  She thanked him and told him to wait while she picked up her $1,000.00 evening bag, pulled out a $5.00....and asked for change.  Not making it up.