~she rumages through her closet with the silks flying out behind her burying tut under them, as she looks for just the right party silk to help celebrate fury's birthday ... ahhh there it is , her favourite purple silk, filled will all the purples of the rainbow, so soft and founcey. She drapes herself in the silk, making sure that everything is covered just so and knots give the lift where needed ... taking a turn in front of the mirror before entering....~
Entering the Garden she sports fury relaxing on her cushions and catching her eye, she gives a wink and in her best Marilyn Monroe voice she sings.....
Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday O/our dearest furycane Happy Birthday to you Gentley blowing you kisses and wishing you the best birthday possible ... filled with all your hearts desires...
Lots of Love