Dear...

Dear Head,

I feel I should let you know I am considering amputation. Which is technically decapitation, but I didn't want to resort to scare tactics.

Sincerely,

SBG




Dear Flist,

Happy Friday!

Hugs,

SBG

*sobs*

A friend sent me a really cute top a while back. Really, it draped nicely and had an adorable owl applique on the front. Covered my tush and just hung well. I washed it today and it came out of the machine the rough length of a belly shirt, which I can assure you is a look I cannot pull off.

Thank goodness I broke one of my rules and wore it yesterday before I'd washed it first. It was the only time I'll get to wear it! I even braved the leggings/tall boots look with it and didn't feel like a total meatball while doing it. (Seriously, skinny jeans/leggings and boots is a cute look, unless you've got hips like mine. Because hips don't lie.)

I am sad.

ETA: FORGOT I HAD CHAPSTICK IN A POCKET UNTIL I OPENED THE DRYER TO A STRONG CHERRY SMELL AND RESIDUE ALL OVER MY STUFF.

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