Fuglange

I have a bird phobia. I don’t mind them chirping happily in the trees, or flying gleefully south for the winter, or whatever. But other than that, I hate them. I don’t like them walking around near me. I am freaked out by them in cages.  In fact, I have to stop typing about this right now.  So I am beginning to become alarmed by the fact that nearly every time Solange goes out — even if she’s not technically wearing real feathers — she looks like she’s wearing some kind of giant, crazy bird:

STOP DOING THAT, SOLANGE. (PS: did you know my spell check wants to change your name to either Melange, or Solarium? Think about it.)

Also, those shoes are terrible with your bird costume. I’m just saying.