The adventures of sexy underwear shopping, and other tales...
All the girls and I took our semester-ly sexy underwear shopping trip at MOA.
And, just like last year, I didn't get anything. Partly because everyone else had places they wanted to go, and I had to get to work and ran out of time.
Partly because it's tough being the big girl in a sea full of skinny twigs. And let me tell you. Big girls can't shop at Fredricks of Hollywood. Despite how much we desperately want to.
I did, however, score a cute tuxedo-vest from Ragstock for 8 bucks! For some reason, wearing it gives me confidence. Or at least enough to deal with cranky library patrons. Watch out! Ariel's got her vest on! Dun dun duuuuuuun!
And I may have bought myself a copy of Borderlands, since I get to play it with Max as soon as we finally get my XBox connected to the internet.
I might go back and get some later on. Who knows? Sexy underwear is fun, because it's like a party under my clothes that no one knows is going on.
I've decided to cut the sweets from my diet. Not completely, of course. I'm not crazy. Me? Live without chocolate? Please. But I eat A LOT of sweets, which is due in part to the fact that my roommate lives off them (and never gains a pound, the evil wench!!) But I just won't eat very many. And I need to work out more. yuri_shoujo mentioned something on her blog about an exercising RPG? I might check it out. Because just telling myself to go to the gym every day? Yeah, that totally doesn't work. I'm lazy and would much rather watch TV on my comfortable chez lounge.
My goal is to a) be able to do Relay for Life in the spring without TOTALLY DYING like I did last year, and b) look super hot for Isabel's wedding. (Which is in 2 years.) And let's add a c) get more toned for CONvergence in July. Because why the hell not? If I get into shape and drop 20 lbs, I can totes wear a sexy costume, instead of just a pretty one.
All right, kitty kats. I'll leave you to your own lives. (Mostly because I've run out of stuff to say, and am in a writing mood.)
Your faithful overlord,
Ariel
And, just like last year, I didn't get anything. Partly because everyone else had places they wanted to go, and I had to get to work and ran out of time.
Partly because it's tough being the big girl in a sea full of skinny twigs. And let me tell you. Big girls can't shop at Fredricks of Hollywood. Despite how much we desperately want to.
I did, however, score a cute tuxedo-vest from Ragstock for 8 bucks! For some reason, wearing it gives me confidence. Or at least enough to deal with cranky library patrons. Watch out! Ariel's got her vest on! Dun dun duuuuuuun!
And I may have bought myself a copy of Borderlands, since I get to play it with Max as soon as we finally get my XBox connected to the internet.
I might go back and get some later on. Who knows? Sexy underwear is fun, because it's like a party under my clothes that no one knows is going on.
I've decided to cut the sweets from my diet. Not completely, of course. I'm not crazy. Me? Live without chocolate? Please. But I eat A LOT of sweets, which is due in part to the fact that my roommate lives off them (and never gains a pound, the evil wench!!) But I just won't eat very many. And I need to work out more. yuri_shoujo mentioned something on her blog about an exercising RPG? I might check it out. Because just telling myself to go to the gym every day? Yeah, that totally doesn't work. I'm lazy and would much rather watch TV on my comfortable chez lounge.
My goal is to a) be able to do Relay for Life in the spring without TOTALLY DYING like I did last year, and b) look super hot for Isabel's wedding. (Which is in 2 years.) And let's add a c) get more toned for CONvergence in July. Because why the hell not? If I get into shape and drop 20 lbs, I can totes wear a sexy costume, instead of just a pretty one.
All right, kitty kats. I'll leave you to your own lives. (Mostly because I've run out of stuff to say, and am in a writing mood.)
Your faithful overlord,
Ariel