Today, because I had the day off and had some errands to run where I should look nice, I wore a pretty cream, pink- and orange-flowered above the knee sundress.
That manages to reveal more real estate than has ever been seen by the people at the place where I work, what with all my pasty arms, legs, and upper torso visible to the public.
At work, I was asked if it was laundry day.
At Target, after I walked past them, I overheard one black woman say to another, "Whoo-oo! That girl need to get some sun."
Can't a girl just be extra girly sometimes? I have lots of dresses and pretty jewelry and darling shoes and handbags that are all sitting in their respective storage spaces, collecting dust and cat hair...
And dude, if it's good enough for Nicole Kidman to be pasty-ass white, it's good enough for me.
That manages to reveal more real estate than has ever been seen by the people at the place where I work, what with all my pasty arms, legs, and upper torso visible to the public.
At work, I was asked if it was laundry day.
At Target, after I walked past them, I overheard one black woman say to another, "Whoo-oo! That girl need to get some sun."
Can't a girl just be extra girly sometimes? I have lots of dresses and pretty jewelry and darling shoes and handbags that are all sitting in their respective storage spaces, collecting dust and cat hair...
And dude, if it's good enough for Nicole Kidman to be pasty-ass white, it's good enough for me.
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Pasty-ass white girls unite!
Actually, I do have a little tan on my forearms from driving.
Today is mommy's and daddy's 15th anniversary <3
I know. Mostly because I was there at the ceremony, and you weren't.
And no, being in the womb doesn't count as actually being there.
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