I've ditched my loser husband for a killer party wearing a tiny dress, high heels and sheer pantyhose. I've transformed into the ultimate airheaded bimbo, having a blast with you and your friend who will certainly be taking me home tonight. Flirting is my forte, especially when I kick these heels off and show off my killer pedicure. When my husband calls me, I let his loser ass know exactly what I think of him. Silly hubby, you should've taken me shopping when I wanted you to! (Custom