So Boyfriend is on a never ending quest to clutter even the last little bit of available space. Last week, he brought little cardboard superheroes to put on a shelf, and they make dusting a pain, because shit, isn’t there enough stuff already?!
Today I looked at them, carefully lifting each to dust beneath, almost losing their standy-thingies under the couch. And a devious thought struck me. So I took my newly acquired washi tape and some scissors, and went to work on a few of them. I gave them… little dresses.
I think the colours fit. Black Panther got the sexy mini dress because I figures he’s that kind of guy:
I wonder how long it will take Boyfriend to notice this. Excuse me while I snicker diabolically.
And now we wait…
P.s.: Reed Richards got the thrift store grandma dress because I’m like 600% sure he’s the kind of guy who can’t dress to save his life.