Confession: I’m thinking about trying to get knocked up because four months of maternity leave sounds amazing. What? Don’t judge. People get k’d up for worse reasons. Besides, I have the leading cause of infertility in women, so it’s not likely to happen, like, tomorrow. Or ever. And, I’m pretty sure I might have to have sex with my husband to at least try and make it happen, and that’s not likely to happen either. Heh. Furthermore, I don’t know if I’d have to go off of my batshitcrazy pills if I got k’d up. That could be a problem. Or lead to some entertaining blog posts about how I want to murder my significant other? Not sure. Could go either way.
(photo from AntiBaby.com)
Confession: I’m so fat right now. I’m back to my heaviest weight ever. Problem? I’m fucking lazy. The only think that works for me weight-loss wise is going low-carb, high protein, and I just find that lifestyle so fucking drab. It would behoove (that’s the word, yeah?) me to do so, since my leading-cause-of-infertility-in-women issue also makes chics like us very prone to diabetes, and chics like us are encouraged to watch the carb/sugar intake, but, as previously mentioned, I’m motherfucking lazy or something. I cannot do grilled chicken or fish and veggies. I mean, you might as well just kill me.
Confession: My gorgeous pilates instructor had her client appreciation party this past weekend. This was the first time I’d seen her clients, except for the ones that I run into from the session before mine. I kinda wanted to slit my wrists after I saw them. I was like, wtf do you need pilates for? You weigh 90 pounds (dripping wet). And your skin is perfect and your hair looks like you just came from the salon. I hate you, you mother effing skinny bitches.
Confession: I may have bought the Marc Jacobs bag I blogged about recently. It was overpriced, even with the 20% off promo code I had, but…
(photo from ShopBop.com)
Confession: One of the reasons I’m obsessed with keeping my hair, nails, makeup, shoes, handbags, etc. to the utmost of highest fashionista standards is because I have to somehow take people’s attention away from my Miss Piggy figure of late.
I think that's enough for today.
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14 Comments, shout outs, and other gold diggin' love:
Love the bag, and wish I had hair as nice as yours.
And I hear Metformin does wonders for people with our "disorder" as far as weight loss goes. :)
It's too bad I don't live closer, we could cry together over chubbiness while clutching our overpriced handbags <3
FWIW, I think you're rad.
Ditto Kim - I would try Metformin. And I hear you about skinny bitches. You have great style and hair so you are way more fab than most, including me! <3
I am totally with you on confessions 4 & 6. And 3 minus the condition.
I'm fucking lazy, too.
Pregnancy is too much of a commitment for me, but I had been thinking swine flu would be a good way to get some time off from work.
P.S. You always look like you just came from the salon!
P.S.S. It is simply unacceptable for my YOUNGER sister to be worrying about wrinkles. Gah.
Confession: I hate when beautiful women like you dissect their perceived faults.
I've been feeling fat lately too :(
* Love that bag. I'm glad you gave it a good home. ;)
* You soooo don't need Juvuderm or whatever the hell it's called!
* While the maternity leave might be nice, dude, the kid sticks around forevah. :/
good post. i want that bag. i want to yank it off the bitches at school that carry it.
Well I think you're phenomenal even if you don't think you are.
Hmm, I'm sending you an e-mail.
I personally think you always look like a million bucks, but regardless of whatever people think, it's how you feel about yourself that matters most. I hope things turn around soon.
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