Yep, that’s me. I am not glamorous nor fabulous. I am queen of the frumps! I spend Tuesday pretty much bummed out because I did an unwise thing by watching the Vicky’s Secret Fashion show. I watch it every year *I love runway shows and I love to see the hair & makeup* but this year sparked something in me as I watched these *pretty sure they are human* women with proportions that resemble Barbie.
I also want to know where did they get the technology to photoshop televison because mine seems to show the models with legs as long as a giraffe’s. There once was a time, eons ago when I too had pretty decent legs. I only had one chin and I did not have what my husband lovely refers to as “Bingo wings“
I admit, I’m no Dita Von Teese, and I do have my share of cellulite but I was alot toner and I *tried* to exude some sort of sex appeal. This is a problem. I am not vain however, I loooove to take pictures, well, take pictures to show to others. I have quite the reputation for pulling aside a stranger to show off my daughter, or our house, or the latest veggie I found at the farmers market that week. Antz may call it showing off, I call it my visual aid. Anyway, I have a situation and it’s not abs…more about a flab situation!! I can no longer hide it. I have been looking hideous in photos *as well as in person* lately
This was last night at the Atwater Village Tree Lighting ceremony. I couldn’t find one single photo were I look halfway decent. We had a good time, that afternoon I went to Target for our weekly date with Aimee
Antz dressed Liv for her 6 months and she looks absolutely ADORABLE!! I love how cute she is, my little ruffle butt!!! She was gently tormenting Lola.
So, I picked up Antz Mom and we went to Atwater. I remember being preggo last year at the ceremony and how excited I was to finally have a kid at an event like that. We got a photo with Olivia and Santa but for the life of me, I cannot figure out the setting on the camera so it didn’t come out so great.