Hey, nice to meet you Becca Wilcott.
I’m Paloma Magdalena Corazón. Yeah, I know I don’t look Spanish. The pale skin, red cheeks and freckles just scream Irish heritage, but don’t you just love the name?
It sounds so exotic and bold. Now I feel like I’m describing coffee.
Paloma wears the reddest of lipstick without apology and strides through and past obstacles on the highest of heels. She’s not a people pleaser; she does as she pleases.
Her hair is thick, long and wavy and you can get lost in her huge dark eyes. She’s as comfortable around the corporate boardroom as she is in a Cordon Bleu kitchen. You should see how she handles a meat cleaver. Meeting her quarterly targets is like child’s play. She can replace the alternator in her 1969 Corvette Sting Ray blindfolded.
Paloma doesn’t giggle. She roars.
Don’t get on her bad side though, she keeps a loaded gun in her purse. Rumour has it that her controlling ex-boyfriend is wearing cement boots in the Ottawa River. That wasn’t a murder for hire. Paloma’s a do-it-yourselfer. Watch your step.
Although she’s fierce and frightening, Paloma’s so charismatic people flock to her and she’s comfortable, effortless with all that attention. When it’s time to leave, she kisses everyone twice–no air kisses for her–and strides homeward in her mile-high boots.
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I’m participating in a 31-day blogging challenge called #reverb10. Each post is a response to a writing prompt from a different author. The goal of the exercise is to reflect on 2010 and set goals for 2011. My personal challenge is to respond to each prompt in an hour or less. I managed to do this one in less than 45 minutes.
Today’s prompt is from Becca Wilcott:
New name. Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?
I’m LOVIN’ Paloma! great post!
@Skinny Doll. Thanks! I’m looking forward to seeing your alias.
This is great!
“Paloma doesn’t giggle, she roars.” Perfect!
Palomaaaaa, chica! How it goes, mami?
Encantado de conocerlo!
Awesome post, Patti…er…Paloma! Is she going to be in your book?
I want to hang with Paolma on a Saturday night! I think we might get into trouble…
Paloma my darling, those mile high boots certainly tweak the imagination! I’m so pleased you took care of your controlling boyfriend, I never did like that guy. Shall we take that ’69 for a rip through the Sierra, or load the big red bus (minivan) with the kids and dog and brave the snowy road to Sudbury? Decisions, decisions…love ya, Long Legged Daddy.
@Oli I think you know the answer to that one, baby! I can’t believe my husband actually commented on my blog. I just fell over.
Awesomely hilarious post! That was a really fun read.
I’ll make sure that the snowsuits are in and check the oil in the bus. Smooch, Oli oxoxo
Ha! Am laughing out loud. I love it. I know her.
Auntie Paloma….it has a great ring to it!!
See you in the frozen planet Hoth. Only 4 more sleeps!!
“Paloma’s a do-it-yourselfer. ”
Wonderful!
This must be a book series.
And you must write it.
“You should see how she handles a meat cleaver. ” Bwahaha!
roaring is always good:)
the next Paloma guy better know that these boots fit so ‘da boutz will fitz and he will wear dem”
Dad