The day you realize your favorite pair of underwear has several holes in it is a sad day.

My boobs are growing. No, I’m not imagining it. They hurt and are noticeably bigger. And I had an independent researcher look at them to confirm it ( Read more... )

I've readjusted my shirt multiple times today. About every 15 minutes perhaps. I'm wearing one of my conquests from my North Carolina shopping trip - a shirt that is far from the usual me, but has enough of me in it to not be surprising. It's light and airy, with a straight cut that doesn't highlight any curves except my chest. It has weird ( Read more... )

I had to throw out my favorite (okay only) red bra and one of my favorite pairs of heels. They were both a few years old and had seen better days. I'd held onto both of them longer than necessary, mainly because they were my favorites. I wore those shoes so much the heel was literally worn off. One leg was just a tad shorter than the other when ( Read more... )

I woke up with a slight crick in my neck. Every now and then I'll move my head and have shooting pain go through my neck and into my shoulder. No fun. No fun at all. I'm hoping that I can massage it away before the wedding this evening ( Read more... )

Sometimes I think guys have it easier, but that's pretty rare. These past few days, though, I've been hunting for a shirt and dress to wear out, and I've been quite jealous of the male species. How many guys do you know that need to get a new suit for a wedding they're attending because their other suits are too summery? Yeah, I don't know any ( Read more... )

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It was evident that yesterday was going to be a bad gym day. I went to the gym right after work, and went into the locker room to change. After I put my socks on, I reached in the bag for my shoes and discovered they weren't there. Yeah, I left my shoes in my closet. I had my evening planned out so that I could go to the gym, do homework, and ( Read more... )

By now, you should have figured out that I'm not the biggest fan of bras. I mean, I like them and all, but if I can get away with not wearing one, I'm there. That means if you come to my house and we're not leaving immediately, I'm not wearing a bra. Unless of course yo'ure at my house for a meeting, I'm just not that comfortable with you, or ( Read more... )

• I hit the 1 mile and 2 mile marker 30 seconds before my goal Saturday. That made me very happy. The endorphins are kicking in and I'm on a major workout high today.


• I was so aggravated with my bra Tuesday. It was really bothering me, and all I wanted to do was take it off. The problem was that I was at work, and while I did have on a ( Read more... )