I'm leaving to go to The Groundlings in mere moments to see a friend perform. The performance begins at 10 and tomorrow is the final day of summer school! I am a little worried that I will look bedraggled and busted in the morning, but I probably won't be seeing most of these parents ever again. So who cares if I look like yesterday's bread?
I guess the upside of aging is that you care less about how other people see you. At least I do. I feel sad that I wasted my youth feeling ugly and hating the way I looked. Now, I've accepted my flaws and imperfections, and I think I'm alright... But I'm old!...
Ah, the ironies of life!
Outfit:
Shirt: Hand me down from cousin. Forever 21.
Skirt: Thrift store. This used to be a dress and I cut it for some reason. Silly me!!!
Shoes: Predictions!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
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You have no flaws and you're not old. Shut up!
ReplyDeleteWe're all babies.
ReplyDeleteWait until you're 67 and then tell me about old (of course I'll be 98 so talk loud)
ReplyDeleteAll right, when you're 98 and I'm 67, we'll talk!!!
ReplyDeleteBabies, eh? Believe me, I'm old. When you have two assistants that are sophomores in college, you're old!