Heya! Sorry for the late post. I went out last night, slept until 11, hit up the gym and now here I am on the couch watching Precious and munching on kettle corn with Liza. I'm proud of myself for not letting a pounding headache keep me in bed all day, but I'm feeling quite lazy at the moment. This pic should give you a pretty good idea of how I felt when I woke up this am.
I have no idea what I'm doing or why my wallet is in my lap. And the plate of chicken fingers next to me? Didn't touch 'em. Yessss. Believe dat. An.Y.way. I know I'm always so self-deprecating on the blog and that it annoys the shit out of some of you, so today I'm going to give myself a pat on the back.
I felt really good about the way I looked last night. There, I said it. I liked my outfit and *gasp* even my hair. I felt comfortable in my own skin and wasn't looking around the bar wishing I was wearing what she had on. And usually I'm the one giving out compliments, but this time, I was on the receiving end. It was a nice feeling. A guy even told me I looked like Lea Michele from Glee. I can't say I love the girl, but who doesn't love being compared to a celebrity?
So go on, brag about yourself: When's the last time you felt this way? What made you feel special?