This is my gurl Shawna. I gotta tell you, Shawni Bear is an inspiration. She's one of those special creatures who can hold her own in a black-tie ballroom, looking like a million bucks and making elegant conversation....or in a dive bar drinkin' Miller High Life and hustling alllll the boys at pool. Either way, she does cool shit 24/7 and still manages to travel and work harder for the money than Donna Summer circa 1978.
Last Sunday, Shawni Bear took it upon herself to casually enter the Vancouver Half-Marathon and take a wee jog after a night of carousing on the town - and by wee jog, I mean 21.1 kilometres. Those of you who know me are aware of my acute hatred of clowns (see Roger Moore post below). Even still, I'm jealous. I mean, this girl doesn't just talk the talk - she walks the walk after a night of Singstar! And she's smart as a whip too.
Girls - take notes. You could learn a thing or two from this one.
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