Immensely lazy about posting, in the second day of a lovely headache, wearing an elastic-waisted skirt that's a little bit too stretched with binder clips holding it up, drinking coffee, tan (for a very Irish-looking white girl), alternating between flashing my bra and tugging up my shirt, dreading going to dinner at my parents' tonight because my mom will surely point out the aforementioned visible bra.
Yeah. I'm having a fashion plate day today. I got dressed forgetting that the skirt needed to be shrunk or taken in or something, so I avoid showing my underwear to the world - luckily I am not wearing a thong, but rather solid cotton underwear. I also got dressed wearing another shirt and then dropped the strawberry I was eating right before heading out. I treated the stain immediately, so it should be fine. I didn't check to make sure my bra worked with the new shirt I grabbed. I'm betting Mom will mention it within two minutes of us alone (no Dad or brother in the room). The over/under is one.
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