As any good bank heist movie will tell you, the art of distraction is the best disguise. No one is going to remember your ugly mug when it's sitting pretty under a pound of bling, making that perp walk, a cake walk.
So I might be a master criminal, amateur stalker, and maligned femme fatal- but that doesn't mean that I'm not a sucker for a good cause. A dear friend from high school recently shook me down for a auction donation, for an outstanding organization
I am so fond of writing- manifestos, ransom notes, tirades to my lawyer... the list goes on, needless to say I leave quite the paper trail.