Its Friday. You know what that means? Yes, we can wear jeans to the office. I havent been in the office for several Fridays now, so I was excited to be able to sport my sassy new SKINNY jeans. I think Im soooo sexay in them, and have them tucked into beautiful black boots (probably the last time I wear boots until Fall), and Im wearing a fairly clingy, long, plunging scoop-neck tunic on top. Hot, right?
But heres the catch: I still dont have a full-length mirror at home (Ive been looking for just the right cheval to tuck into the corner of my bedroom, and just havent found it yet). So when I got to work at sashayed into the bathroom to catch a glimpse of my gorgeous self in the mirror, I was horrified to see an R. Crumb drawing staring right back at me:
The extra 10lbs Ive been carrying around yet trying to ignore for months now just bitch slapped me so hard. I want to cry. I really want to go home and change clothes, but unfortunately, I live 20+ miles away and have a presentation to give this morning. Lovely.
Whats weird is that Ive gotten more male attention so far this morning than Ive ever gotten in this building. I went downstairs to the cafeteria to get some coffee, and it was like every man wanted to talk or open the door for me or make a little cutesy remark to me. Or perhaps its only the men who like the junk in the trunk (AND the sidecar).
Well, whatever it is, Im very self-conscious today. And very horrified. Ick.
Okay. I need to work now. Ill be back, though. I have lots to say today.
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