Here I am modeling my new jeans for you. I wore them yesterday when I met up with Judi & Band Groupie. Ummm, yeah I look awkward standing there, because I didn't know what to do with my arms.
I had to set the camera on the window sill, set the timer, and run over there.
Hmmmm....I have this nagging feeling Next Top Model will not be calling me. No matter, I can't walk in high heels and have no idea how to "look fierce." Please note, this is *not* an empire waist top, that seam is supposed to run underneath my boobs, yes, but.....well, mine are just big. And I'm still nursing a baby. SOoooo, that seam doesn't fit where it should. Right now I'm thankful (for once!) to have a big chest...they are useful for pushing my shirt out past my gut, lol. And my gut is huge. But the girls are BIGGER. But once the belly is gone, they are getting reduced. They must go---they make my back hurt. But yep, these are my new jeans, and please ignore my son's ugly gender confusing room. It was an office until recently...thus the rainbow rug & seemingly random bulletin boards in the background.
I need fashion help! I need decorating help! I think I know just who to call (Band Groupie & Judi, lol).