Turtlenecks and pancakes and one short poncho…thing.
Eeeehyeahokay. That’s how I feel today.
Couldn’t you tell by that bright smile on my face, ready to greet the day?
Turtleneck, Old Navy
Poncho, TJ Maxx?
Jeans, J Crew
Boots, Ebay
I don’t know what I was wearing when I tried on this poncho, but it must have been something fabulous, because I can’t remember for the life of me what would have compelled me to buy it. I mean, I like it. I like the way it hangs on my rolling rack, looking all pretty and warm and inviting. But on me…eh. It hits at a really weird angle and I thought I had a turtleneck that was extra long to compensate for it (hint: I apparently don’t).
And did you know that you can not find a single turtleneck in a store right now? I asked an Old Navy employee to point me in the right direction on JANUARY 2ND and he looked at me like I asked him to make me a pancake. So I had to leave turtleneckless (and pancakeless, come to think of it).
Anyway, maybe you don’t even see the problem with the lengths of my tops. Maybe I am still self conscious about my grandmother telling me I had “good birthin’ hips” when I was but a MERE CHILD OF THIRTEEN and maybe I just think I need long shirts that cover them.
One thing I do know is that I need a dang pancake now. Or maybe Cinnabon. I haven’t had Cinnabon in YEARS, omg. Cinnabon helped me pack on the Freshman 15 (plus 15). Maybe I should stay away. Or MAYBE I should shoot for triple Ds and eat some.WHO COMPLAINS ABOUT BIGGER BOOBS?
I love my logic.











