I paid a visit to Value Village with my little sister last night. Usually, buying clothing that someone has worn grosses me out. But I see so many people find "steal of a deals" in second hand stores, I thought I would give it another go. I never have luck. Probably because I hate digging and I get quivers touching the clothes. I found an adorable handbag, its yellow and looks very designerish. [I will post a pic] And I bought a flower dressy top. Very cute. Total- 13.00. There was one women in the fitting room next to mine trying on Bras. Gross. Someone elses TaTa's were nestled in that Bra. Sweaty Tata's. Double gross.
Laura of course found like 7 tops. All very 80's/emo. Just looking at the clothes reminded me of the 80's. What a Fab time. I have fond memories. Back in the day I had a Cabbage Patch doll. Oh she was my morning glory, my sweet baby. Until one day my mother gave her away to the salvation army. I cried every night for my Black Cabbage Patch Doll. I used to feed her ceral, she has this hole in her mouth where the soother was supose to go, but I would stick milky rice crispies in the hole. What a rank smell that turned into. Any time I step into a second hand store, I keep a look out for Ella-May.I keep hoping she will find her way back to me. But I am guessing after 16 years she's pretty tattered and spoiled. I probably wouldn't even recongizine her or want to touch her for that matter.
All I have been thinking about is clothing. I need to start investing in more business clothing, seeing that I will be needing it soon. I can't wait to get a job where I can wear suits and skirts and look all pretty. And after work I would get together with the girls, still in our sexy business attire and go to a classy bar and drink a martini. That would be the life. Im kind of sad, because I need to lose my pouch before I buy anymore clothes. I have a muffin top and its depressing me. But Im just to lazy to exercise, and I love food.
I had a total break out of monster zips on my chin. I am so self-concious of the kids. I know everyone sees it. Before they would stare about my boobs, but now all the attention is on the massive zips. I have been putting cream on them and they have shrunk down, but there still gross.Speaking of gross, as we (meaning the bus) pulled into the school this morning, there was a car parked in the front of our school. And two people who shall remain nameless, were shameless making out. Get this, they are like 35. Everyone on the bus had a clear view of them and it was probably was the last thing I wanted to see first thing in the morning. Atleast park your car around the side, for your quick make-out session.Or just never kiss each other again, that would save the hassel.
My cat Ice is sitting next to me. Hes my lap dog, he follows me everywhere. I think he hates when Im on the computer, because its usually really late, and he wants to go to bed, but can not go without me. So he sits next to me and sulks. Its soo cute. He adorable. I love him this much <--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->
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I can't say the 80's were my time. The closest thing I ever had to a Cabbage Batch doll was one of those troll things with the jewel in it's belly and the Whitney hair.
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