This is an ode to the 40 pounds that keeps moving in to my house, every time I think I’ve succeeded in banishing them. Some people wear the same two things and refuse to buy any clothes because they’re planning to lose weight. (You know I’m talking to you, S.) My theory is that if you can’t lose it, decorate it. I’ll just own lots of clothes in four different sizes.
However, the decorate it theory jumped to a whole new level tonight.
My mom bought me a new jacket for my birthday. Yeah, that was three weeks ago. I cleaned up the pile on the edge of my bathtub and found the jacket. It’s white and has big rhinestone buttons. I love anything that looks like diamonds.
She was thinking I could wear lots of my shawls with it. Hmmm….good idea. So, I tried it on and it fits. Then I turned to the side and this is what I saw.
This may be overdoing the decorating a bit. I’m going to have to sleep on it. Or, I am having my hair colored again next week. Maybe I can drop that 40 pounds by then and pull off this look.