Did you ever have one of those days where everything is perfect? Hair, makeup, outfit, you know the jeans that make you look skinnier than you actually are. Well, today is my day, I look pretty freakin’ amazing! I can’t even lie about it, can’t water it down, downplay my looks, so grateful that God made me the way I am. He could have wittled down the thighs a little and the hips, but hey, I’ll take this over something else. Of course I will look much better 42 pounds lighter, I’m working on it.
Just wanted to check in and tell everyone that I am having a fantastic looks day. Hope you are as well!
Wardrobe Malfunctions
yesterday was filled with wardrobe mishaps, first off, my jeans, I bought new Genetic Denim Jeans, so cool, well they are inordinately long. I knew I needed to take them to the tailor to have them hemmed, however I thought I have shoes high enough to wear with these jeans. Turns out I did not choose those shoes, and didn’t have time to change, was in a major time crunch as I was stopping by Wanda’s house on my way to work. Also forgot my belt, very import accessory with this type of jean Next I chose the wrong foundation garment to wear with the shirt I chose, no time to change. The shirt, the shirt I chose to wear is now too big in the middle. I know, right! Well, I felt like Monica in that episode everyone keeps thinking she is pregnant and she says “I’m burning this shirt”. I will not be wearing this shirt again. I grab my sweater and I am out the door. When I arrive at work I discover that I did not grab the 3/4 length sleeve Gap sweater, instead I have grabbed the long-sleeved American Eagle sweater.
I got off at 3 thank goodness it was plenty of time to go home and change into something fabulous for the 1759 extravaganza.
I go home and change into what has become my favorite pair of jeans cute top and ankle boots. I looked fabulous. Unfortunately for me the two people I was hoping would come did not. Oh well, still a good time was had. I hope today goes much better. Working out again today with my friend Kay. I hope I don’t sweat again.
Angie World 