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Erika's Annex Page 468 - At Diva's |
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Oh moi's gosh! Moni caught moi as moi stepped off the elevator at famed night club and tranny joint Diva's in San Francisco's Tenderloin, to which we had repaired following a delicious Thai dinner. As moi mentioned several pages back, Moni and moi did not wait upon ceremony and hang around until the winners were announced at Model Search 2006. Life is too short for that and moi didn't want to get all mixed up with the contestants arriving for Model Search 2007, for such were the delays that this was a distinct possibility. Better to make the most of the remainder of the evening by slipping on down to Diva's - three floors of trannies and Tgirls. |
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Via the wonder of moi's Photoshop knockoff, moi can clarify club policy, which was otherwise obscured by moi's firm and perky breast |
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Words to live by. Moi guesses it means no jaywalking or failing to completely stop at a Stop sign. What else could it refer to, after all? |
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Old friend from previous trips, Denise was there to welcome us and take our coats, if we had had any, which we didn't but which we should have had, since it was cold and windy. Oh well, moi has to suffer for fashion. |
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Pretty soon, refugees from the pageant showed up, including (on the left) Griselda and Carly and (on the right) the same, plus Tuesday. Tuesday was in sleep attire because she and Carly left soon after to drive back to LA that very night |
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Pretty soon, Tita Aida was reminiscing with Griselda about the loooong time she had to improvise material. She will laugh about it one day. Even tonight she was smiling just a wee bit |
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Menawhile, Jenny (left) discovered the pole and Nicole and Lana just boogied till they just couldn't boogie no more |
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In a quieter corner, Empress Vi ran into her former pupil, from when she taught college in the Phillipines. A touching reunion..... |
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....as Celia and Griselda looked on and contemplate the quirks of fate that connect us all. It was a sort of Six Degrees of Vi Puzon moment |
