for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Wear.
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I don’t like my name, Grace, so I call myself Maizie ‘cos I’m amazing – Amazing Grace, get it?
Graces wear pretty dresses and loads of makeup, have cute smiles, flirt with wealthy men and dream of high society.
I’m all about baggy jeans, ruddy cheeks, wicked grins and proper guys!
I prefer fried eggs to fish eggs, beer to Bordeaux, and Meatloaf to Mozart!
I’m gonna join the Hells Angels, not the Women’s Institute.
I’ll take whatever life fires at me and fire back, ‘cos I’m Mazie!
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RIP Meatloaf, we‘ll miss you!
Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.
well done you! Good piece… different takes on life.
I’m all for individuality!
I like your Maizie! Sounds like fun.
No doubt about that!
👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
She sounds a lot like my sister Donna. Always loved a good fight.
They’d get on well then!
Maybe for a time. 😉
Good luck with joining the Hells Angels, Maizie. 🙂 Nice one, Keith.
She’d be the leader of the pack in no time! Cheers, Doug.
Nice description: “wicked grins and proper guys”. It occurred to me that I also prefer fried eggs to fish eggs.
When it comes to eggs, caviar not!
It takes all kinds to make a world, i am glad for the Graces and the Maizies!
Absolutely! Cheers, Mimi.
Now there’s a soul on fire, and we can’t help but like her!
I used to employ a girl like her in my pub and she was the life and soul of the place!
Go, Maizie… like a Bat out of Hell! (fitting tribute, Keith).
She’ll do that all right! Thanks, Chris.
Love that girl! Go, Mazie, go! You’ve created a fine character there, Keith.
My kinda gal! Cheers Jenne.
Really well written! <3
Thanks so much, Pooja.
Give me an “M”, give me an “A” give me….
You only live once so why not live it large (as they used to say) and have a good time! Mazie’s alright 😎