Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Favorite Guy has an event on Friday that I've been gearing up for over the past couple days. Today my dress came in the mail, delivered by Murphy-you know him right? As in Murphy's Law himself? Right, that guy. Well, it's too big. Like way too big, it looks like a schmate. I'm 5'3, so without accentuating the estrogen infused gifts of the Goddess I look like a 14 year old boy with great cheekbones. Too big is never a good look. Let's scratch that.
Back to the lab...
And, then I remembered my $13 jeans! Alright, I'm set. Signature move; the jeans, the tailored white shirt, the essential: push up-then out-ego inflating-free drink demanding-heavily padded bra and, of course lip balm! I think I'll leave the Harry Winston's home and skip the 4 foot long phony-tail as the good people over at My Heritage.com have issued a Potential Paparazzo Alert. Yes, apparently there is a 71% chance if I'm not careful, I'll be mistaken for Beyonce. Other potential hazards include Victoria Bernadotte 66% (Who's she?), Vivica A. Fox 64%, Rhianna 62%, Thandie Newton 62%, Queen Latifah 61%, Nicole Richie 60% (Hearty laughter ensues.), Nia Long 59%, Cameron Diaz 57%, Jada Pinkett Smith 57%. Yay! No Forrest Whittaker Laughs. Who do you kinda look like?
at 3:10 PM