1. On my design in the previous blog, I thought the print was black, hence the red belt and black tank. I only later realized that the print was actually more maroon, which really made it look rather spastic. This is not unlike the navy socks I wore with black shoes not too long ago (why I even OWN navy socks is a question that I still cannot answer since I own no navy shoes or pants).
2. Dr. Phil is a wanker.
3. I can't quite put my finger on why I want to put my fingers in my ears and chant "La, la, la, la, la" when Hilary Clinton is talking, but I just do.
4. I could never vote for a man named Mitt.
5. I feel sorry for crazy Britney Spears.
6. There are only so many ways one can wear yoga pants and still create an interesting look.
7. The god-awful hematoma on the back of my knee (it is at least the size of an egg) refuses to shrink or drain. I have to admit that I am actually hoping it will somehow just pop, rather like the world's biggest zit (but only if I am at home. God forbid it should happen at Kroger).
8. I have LOST my new underwear. Not in an exciting or sleazy way, mind you. I just cannot figure out where I put the packages that I bought at Fred's before Christmas.
9. Fred's and Roses intrigue me in a way that I simply cannot explain. They are both meccas of white trash bargains, but I am inexplicably drawn to them and find myself looking at CLOTHING there. I bought three shirts and a pair of Levi's at Roses recently (ask me what size those jeans are. Just ask me). I do not own any clothing from Fred's, but my favorite gloves (one of which I have lost, natch) came from there.
10. Chocolate Lucky Charms, or the generic version thereof, makes me happy.
3 comments:
I voted on the design an outfit thread. The skirt is a green, black and white print on my computer.
I love my new boy shorts underpants. I went back to Victoria Secret's today to look for more, but couldn't find any more on sale. All I found were thongs and string bikinis. No thank you.
Um, Kimmah, by the way, what size are those jeans?
Puffy is my new favorite---THEY ARE AN EIGHT!
I? have never worn an 8 in my life. I went straight to a 10 in misses when I changed from juniors (in middle school).
I still can't fit into my size 8 H&M pants. When I can wear those, I'll probably wear them inside out and post pictures.
OMG!
I love that they are an 8!!!
I have one pair in an 8 and I tell everyone what size they are.
Funny story, my MIL asked what size I wore since she'd heard I'd lost weight ( umm yes, I told her, and she was sent pics))
I told her an 8 or 10.
So she bought me the cutest shirt for Xmas. The size? 18W!
I hate her.
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