Wednesday, 11 March 2009


I have just publicly embarrassed myself YET. AGAIN. I am wearing a Breton stripe this morning. So of course what do I decide on the way to work? Oh! Just that I'm the naughties version of Brigitte Bardot that's what! Because a Breton does that to a girl of course. So I decided that to compete the look all I needed was to be pale of lip. (Ha! Delusion!) so I ran off to buy one and then slavered myself in it when I got to the office.

I used one of the lights in the lift which was clearly stupidity itself. I look like a (wannabee French) cadaver. And the damn stuff has turned all chalky and won't come off. Fab. U. Louso.

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