The name game...

So, I changed the name of this rag. I felt that "Icebox Plums" was too fluffy, too prim. It was kid gloves, broken bindings and dust jackets. It was a sneaky lover, but only if you recognized that I was paying homage to a fantastic poet. Perhaps I will resurrect it if I decide to start blogging on literature.

A skirt, however, is a woman. It is sexy. It is smart. And in this case, it is also a form of persuasion. Read on.