Friday, July 1, 2011

my name is Reva, and I am a frump.

Stylewise, I’m giving up.  It’s hot, but I only own winter clothing.  I can’t shop for new clothes because I never find anything that fits me just right, and it takes WAY more attention to find those 2 things that might fit than I can give if I’m shopping with my almost 2 year old Dude.  And those 2 things are never on sale.  Plus my hair has hit the “holy snap I need to see a professional stage,” but who has the time?  So I officially give up.  I’m not bitter, I’m just giving myself permission to look like this.  Acceptance is the first step.

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