Pixie Dust, Wednesday

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Overcast days like this got Shelley down. She couldn't help but close her eyes and think about the good times back at the Mansion, swimming in the Grotto, drinking mangotinis, and drying off by trampolining in the warm sun.

"I will not get depressed!" Shelley declared, cranking up the music, walking over to the dressing room mirror and getting her dance on. Nothing quite as quality as dance-induced endorphins chasing the blues away.

Pixie Dust was opened for business!