I am not young, hip, or long-winded
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whiski_sourGave my speech today. Remember how I was worried about going over the time limit? Yeah, not a problem. I talked fast (too fast, really) and managed to gross out most of my classmates. I bet they wish they hadn't gone to the cafeteria during break to get some food.
I got critiqued by Chesli and Yolanda (she's my girl). Chelsi, first of all wrote "ew dead bodies" on my critique paper, which is just awesome. She also said she didn't think I'd be good at giving a speech, which I found hilarious.
We're supposed to do eight speeches a day, but three people in our group didn't show up. So, we got out of class early and I went bra shopping. I really need to go in for a proper fitting 'cause I am just cluessless when it comes to my jublies. I think this bra fits better than the other ones. I went up a cup size to do it, but I think this is how it's supposed to work.
You'd think by now, three and a half years after surgery, I'd have figured this shit out.
Speaking of clothing articles, last night, Lois (one of the women who works softlines) and I were looking at some of the clothes in her department and we both concluding that we are neither young nor hip. We found a tank top that we weren't sure whether it was a shirt or a mini-dress. There's a shirt with it's own padded bra for those who aren't titty-incline and it looks hilarious hanging on the rack. And let's not forget the peasant blouses that make anyone look pregnant.
Then Lois found the ultimate. A pair of brown pants made out of pajama pant material and cropped off with a pretty, bright pink skull on the hip. Capri sweatpants, people. That's what they were. And, I don't care how skinny you are, if you put on those pants, your ass is gonna look ginormous.
And, that's when Lois and I swore off fashion forever. It's too scary for us.
I got critiqued by Chesli and Yolanda (she's my girl). Chelsi, first of all wrote "ew dead bodies" on my critique paper, which is just awesome. She also said she didn't think I'd be good at giving a speech, which I found hilarious.
We're supposed to do eight speeches a day, but three people in our group didn't show up. So, we got out of class early and I went bra shopping. I really need to go in for a proper fitting 'cause I am just cluessless when it comes to my jublies. I think this bra fits better than the other ones. I went up a cup size to do it, but I think this is how it's supposed to work.
You'd think by now, three and a half years after surgery, I'd have figured this shit out.
Speaking of clothing articles, last night, Lois (one of the women who works softlines) and I were looking at some of the clothes in her department and we both concluding that we are neither young nor hip. We found a tank top that we weren't sure whether it was a shirt or a mini-dress. There's a shirt with it's own padded bra for those who aren't titty-incline and it looks hilarious hanging on the rack. And let's not forget the peasant blouses that make anyone look pregnant.
Then Lois found the ultimate. A pair of brown pants made out of pajama pant material and cropped off with a pretty, bright pink skull on the hip. Capri sweatpants, people. That's what they were. And, I don't care how skinny you are, if you put on those pants, your ass is gonna look ginormous.
And, that's when Lois and I swore off fashion forever. It's too scary for us.
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Date: 2006-03-31 03:14 am (UTC)And capri sweatpants? Someone really dropped the fashion initiative there. Yikes!
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Date: 2006-03-31 04:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-31 09:57 am (UTC)Are capris back in again?
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Date: 2006-03-31 06:48 pm (UTC)