it's been a dry season here. creativity dried up, time limited, lots of change. ...i hate that.
the cure: how 'bout a little retail therapy?
runner boy took the kids and sent me off to the mall. so many stores...so little time.
it was a mix of the good, the bad & the ugly.
the good: i've dropped a size...without trying...without losing weight. just went to the store and dropped a size...marketing is good. makes me feel good about my fitness without so much as doing a thing.
the bad: i hardly made a dent into my shopping list...still have no shoes for work...
the ugly: (i'm hoping this scene will not be kate & i in 12 years.) picture a mother with her 16 year old daughter wandering through the shoe department at macy*s. daughter is decked out in low rise jeans tightly hugging below the waist...muffin top peaking above the beltline...her toes staring up through the black straps of her flip flops. (mind you, it's 30 degrees outside.) her eyes defined by thick black eyeliner and blue shadow...
mom ask daughter, "honey do you think these boots look good? are they cool?"
oh, dear. this is like a scene out of TLC's "*What Not to Wear*" why are you asking her?
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