In the beginning, there was snow. And the snow begat snowplows, snowblowers, snow shovelers and very large pick-up trucks with blades. And the snowplows, snowblowers, snow shovelers and very large pick-up trucks with blades begat snow berms. And the snow berms begat -- BERMTOPIA.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
If I've said it once, I've said it 100 times
It’s hard to be glamorous when you’re me.
A couple of hours ago, I looked down and actually assessed what I had slapped on for work this morning: Burgundy sweater, black jeans, blue (yes, VERY blue) socks and brown shoes.
Not ONE coordinated item. (Well, I suppose you COULD make a case for burgundy and brown.)
Sigh. I am such a slave to fashion.
Not.
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ahem, i've just passed an award on to you:)
ReplyDeletei think i'm supposed to write an email to let you know, complete with instructions of what to do next [haha], but i'm feeling too hot and flustered. so i hope this will do.
CONGRATULATIONS! you'll have to read about it on my latest post. sneaky, i know.
have a great weekend xox