Why my sister is awesome
My sister lives in New York. When not being fabulous on stage, she works as a server at various fancy, catered events.
I got this text message from her today…
I may see Tyra tonight. Any messages?
So I said…
She doesn’t look any different when she’s smiling with her eyes.
To which she responded…
Done.
I really don’t doubt that she would say it either.
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Unfortunately, I couldn’t get close enough to Tyra to deliver your message. I did, however, share your sentiments with other butlers. They agreed wholeheartedly. They also said that I was “too much.” I’ll take it as a compliment.
Man, why don’t I ever see Tyra??