Post By:Lady A
at the end of the evening when he dropped me off he asked me what i would be wearing to the Time Out New York's Singles issue party.
Can i tell you that my body's reaction to that was..."umm yeah, now you can sleep, no anxiety tonight please!"
i have insomnia, and last night for the first time in many many weeks by booty was in bed sooo early. why? because i guess i physically could not bear the thought of picking out an outfit.
This morning while trying to cook something to eat for lunch, make coffee/breakfast/curling the ends of my hair/packing my bag i had an "a-ha" and reached in my closet and pulled out a dress i have worn 4 times prior. and since i have lost weight i had to fix it two times. This morning i was sewing myself into it.
peak here to take a look at it.
I am so plain, plain black stockings and black heels, black pearl earrings and ring.
I will do my make up and fix my hair before i leave work to head down to the location.
I never in a million years thought i would a)be doing this and B)be so anxious and nervous.
I have had a few more responses and have been doing everything and anything to NOT reply. procrastination has become my middle name. but i am replying, just at a slow-snail-speed.
Hope Lady N had a better time picking out her outfit.
and just a thought: wouldn't it be cool if Lady N, Lady M and myself went on a triple date with some of our prospects? and if we filmed it would you watch it???
*le sigh back to paperlandia.
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