This is my version of a 'traveler' who is destined for Disney World: The Real Housewife of ???
She smiled invitingly at college boys abroad the bus, destined for the great Disney World. She was with her two daughters, ages 11 and 15, along with her 55 year old husband. She sighed inwardly, at the prospects of having to room with her husband for a whole week. But a promise was a promise, and she couldn't let her daughters down this time. She pulled out her compact mirror and pasted on lipstick, the dark shade of fresh blood. She pouted prettily and warily eyed the furrows across her forehead. The botox the Hollywood doctor injected was apparently failing. Her meticulously, manicured fingers dove into her Prada bag for the blackberry and she promptly scheduled another roundtrip to Hollywood, exclusively for another visit to Dr. 90210. She frowned as she noticed that her body of 34 years, did not truly portray how young she felt. She still went out with her other married girlfriends to the local bars and clubs, dancing most of her nights away. She primly crossed her long, slender legs and carefully placed her five inch-heels at just the right angle to present an alluring picture. Her bleached blond locks were crimped and curled cruelly around her face, falling beneath her breasts, which were showcased by her risque-Marilyn Monroe-inspired, white dress. Clearing her throat once, she replaced her Gucci sunglasses upon her powered face and leaned back into the uncomfortable seat to silently stare at her aging husband.
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