Omg (‘: so cute
I was about to type that! ^ haha it’s adorable, and relative.
Honey, I’m on fire. I feel it everywhere. Nothing scares me anymore….
So yesterday I did yoga, and then today I did Body beast Legs, and then Insanity… because Im freaking insane. Obviously. If you havent caught on to that fact than you havent spent enough time on my blog.
So here is my sweaty post workout photo of me thinking, “Wow, re-enacting that comic of ‘reach for the career you should have had by now’ before doing legs may not have been the most brilliant idea”….. >.>
Oh and here is the purple dress I bought today. I thought I would share it, and maybe at some point in the future like… do my hair and put on make up and like… some panty hose or some shit and do another picture. But this is what you get for now.
Oh this could be fun.
I swear to god if any of you say flynn rider
Stepped on the scale last night and I was 208.4
Stepped on it this morning and it was 205.6
Couldnt believe it, so I stepped on it two more times, and it was 205.6
(I was naked as well, I might add)
I put on deoderant and my bra… looked at the scale one last time… and stepped back on. 206.6
My bra weighs a pound?! Out of curiosity I stripped down and stepped back on and it was still 206.6
in 5 minutes my scale jumped a pound.
it makes no sense.
….. Its not the weight… its the jump. It makes no sense! I WANT TO KNOW WHY DAMNIT!
So my mom had to buy new pants for work so I tagged along, and tried on clothes “For Funsies” as my sister and I are prone to saying.
First there was a purple blouse thing that was too tight, a purple dress that I actually bought, two sun dresses that I passed on, a floor length skirt I could have tripped and broken my neck walking in and then… THE DRESS!
Yeah so my mom held up this black and white zig zag stripped dress that was… spandex. With sheer sleeves. Looked like something some trim babe would wear to club in.
So I put it on. I have never worn a form fitting dress before. EVER. Not like this puppy. Basically I looked like a stuffed sausage. BUT… My ass was amazing, I mean I looked in the mirror and basically…
Yeah I was fascinated by my own booty.
Obviously no picture of the dress, I didnt buy the damn thing but…. I looked in the mirror and saw my belly and my hips, and my extra wide loveableness…. and I saw the possibility of someday wearing a dress like this spandex monstrocity… hopefully without the stripes and sheer sleeves… but um… yeah…
It was kind of nice to see… possibility. Like a motivational mood lifter. Which I need. In so many ways lately. But damn… my ass…. I never thought it looked so good before.
It’s just you and the weight.
"u dont need makeup to be pretty just be urself!!!"
ok but consider this
- i fucking love eyeliner