Sultry, pearly, asymmetrical frillaciousness

I'm lace and pearls and meant for martinis. One time Moms (aka Marla) took me and Fishnets out in Wilmington. Sadly, Fishnets got snagged when clumsy Moms stumbled out the back of a Jeep in a Waffle House parking lot. She says it won't happen again, but that it's probably better for the both of us if I go live with someone with "strongerboundaries."