I hate when I think I'm just going to run out for a few quick errands looking like crap, but its ok, its only for a few quick things here and there, and they turn out to be long ordeals through lines and traffic, and I run into MULTIPLE people I wished I had looked fabulous for.
And then I hate when I'm looking fabulous for no good reason, and I'm out and about, but my errands only take me 10 minutes, and I don't run into anyone that I can show off my fabulousness to.
Life is sneaky like that.
My hair is starting to do a funky thing that is not agreeable to me. Makes me want to cut it right off, and start the new year with a fabulous new do. But alas, its not time yet. Instead I'm hiding it under a few lame hats I have, not trying to be hat trendy, just trying to hide the weirdness.
1 day ago
4 comments:
You always look fabulous.
Aha!
I'm on to you, anonymous.
I have deduced, with my great CSI skills, that you are
1)Someone I know
2)Man or Woman
I'm so close...
Be careful with what you think you know. There could be red herrings in your 'clues'...
But I won't deny that I'm man or woman.
Becareful? And what, if I'm not careful I'll wrongly accuse someone of being a lame anonymous commentor?
Oh, mon dieux!
Yes, I'm being sarcastic.
Well Angel, i guess i can count you out.
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