thank you for being a friend or... "will you Bea mine"

Yesterday the world lost a true friend.... the tallest woman on earth....Bea Arthur

i'm going to tell you a deep secret...there is  just something about a large stature woman with a husky voice that makes me go kinda lesbo. who the shit do you know that rocks shoulder pads better than Bea... NO ONE.. that's who. 

i imagine the perfect day where Bea and i go thrifting in a small town ripe with sweaters and blouses... each one we try on (together in the dressing room) fits better than the next.... we are on top of the world... drunk on fashion we stumble outside and get into her electric blue Mazda miata (convertible of course) and take off....with the wind blowing through our short but still feminine haircuts we drive moderately fast.. but not fast enough to get a speeding ticket (Bea was a reasonable woman)...
 after some time cruising (90% of which i spend looking at my own reflection in the passenger side mirror) .... we arrive at our destination... her house.. she takes me inside and leads me into her boudoir... once inside this magical room... she allows me to try on her brooches.. but not all of them.. only the ones she doesn't like that much.... electricity runs through me... i want to stay right here... with her... forever... this perfect day ends in a mildly erotic- yet fully clothed spooning session....
Bea Arthur will be missed dearly. she was a inspirational, classy woman that knew how to shake what her mama gave her..always playing up her best traits and never leaving the house frumpy....like fine wine- she became more beautiful and complex with age... us ladies can only hope to leave this earth with as much style and sophistication as Bea.
p.s  Bea if you can hear me...i'm willing to fulfill my fantasies with your ghost.   call me.