16 posts tagged “clothes”
I sleep in my party clothes every night I go out, but I usually remember to take my belt off. That usually makes it more comfortable/I may wear belts too often.
P.S. Saw #1 celeb crush of all time with the exception of Michael J. Fox, Adrian Grenier tonight at Cobras & Matadors. Died inside. Would have raped him if he wasn't so notoriously filthy.
The Gawker Store is closing and I just ordered t-shirt. In all fairness, I've always wanted this shirt and it's my fave Lohan quote ever, so I know it's a purchase I wont regret for too long.
I got a woman's medium so even when I get married and let myself go, I can still wear it. What a thinker, huh?
I'm feeling kind of sad today. Everything was going OK until a couple hours ago. Now I'm having Sunday feelings. I don't want to work in the morning. I don't want a new week to start. I was tomorrow to be a new day of the week called "Cryday". It will fall between Sunday and Monday and it will be the day of the week reserved for crying in bed.
Here are some pictures from today:
My friend and I giggled for a few minutes over the name of this breakfast sandwich. It's the "two times" that was killing us.
You know that scene in Mean Girls where Regina is wearing a track suit NOT on Friday and all the girls want to kick her out of the clique and she has the moment of weakness where she looks at them and says "Sweatpants are all that fits me right now..."?
Well, I've been quoting that all week because it's my reality at the moment. I am seriously retaining some water/twelve pounds that aren't usually there and now nothing I own fits me properly. This tells me two things:
1) My clothes are typically fitted within an inch of my life and I've put myself in this position by dressing like a whore for the last three years. There should be an inch or two of breathing room in the clothing I buy in case something like this should happen. "Skin tight" doesn't work when your skin has flab on it.
2) I need to stop eating like a moose and drink more water. I'm sure the half dozen Diet Cokes I drink daily are responsible for me retaining all of this water weight.
These two conclusions lead me to a third:
3) I need to stop acting like a depressed Jenny Craig customer about this and own what I'm working with while I have to.
But seriously: I'm determined to skank out an in American Apparel ad this year before my face completely falls and I still am physically capable of having the body of a twelve year old boy.