I finally bit the bullet and gave away many of my previous summer fat clothes. It was hard to give away those favorite pair of jeans, but I calmed myself with a much needed shopping trip! My mom and I spent an hour looking in one of my favorite stores for the perfect summer outfits. By the end of our time, I was disappointed in our trip. It seemed as though everything I tried on didn't fit right on my body. Things were hitting me in the wrong places and making me wider than I really am.
It all changed when I tried on an 18/20 cute summer polka dot top. Two things you must know:
#1 - Polka dots are my favorite thing in the entire world.
#2 - Last year I was squeezing myself into a size 28/30.
I walked away with a couple of items, but more than that I walked out with my head held high knowing how much I've accomplished!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Guess who got a hair cut
I have a love hate relationship with my hair. It's very thick and heavy, but I'm so hair challenged that all I do is put it in a pony tail. After much thinking, I decided to cut it. I searched "short hairstyles" on the net and went to the salon with my Mom and the following picture.
Cute, right?!? It frames her face and isn't too short. I was excited until she stylist chopped off my hair.
Can you see the fear in my eyes? I was texting my best friend and cousin about how I wasn't sure if this was a good idea. I was on the verge of tears. Their advice was to tell her to stop. How do you tell someone to stop cutting your hair when you've already committed? It's not like she could glue my long locks back into place. So, I ended up with a little boy's haircut. I went into the bathroom after and took this.
Not happy! Mom and I drive back to her house and my brother immediately says, "What the hell happened to your hair? I hate it!" Mom says I need to take a real picture....not a mug shot. This is the picture that I took.
I look happy, right? I'm still getting used to my new hair. I still think it's way to short and most days I feel like a little boy. I just keep repeating to myself "It's just hair, it will grow back".
Cute, right?!? It frames her face and isn't too short. I was excited until she stylist chopped off my hair.
Can you see the fear in my eyes? I was texting my best friend and cousin about how I wasn't sure if this was a good idea. I was on the verge of tears. Their advice was to tell her to stop. How do you tell someone to stop cutting your hair when you've already committed? It's not like she could glue my long locks back into place. So, I ended up with a little boy's haircut. I went into the bathroom after and took this.
Not happy! Mom and I drive back to her house and my brother immediately says, "What the hell happened to your hair? I hate it!" Mom says I need to take a real picture....not a mug shot. This is the picture that I took.
I look happy, right? I'm still getting used to my new hair. I still think it's way to short and most days I feel like a little boy. I just keep repeating to myself "It's just hair, it will grow back".
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Dubai or not Dubai....that is the question?
I've decided not to go to Dubai for a year. The main reason is because my job with the company is not guareenteed when I come back. I can't afford to be without a job for another 3 years. Sure I will be making major bucks if I went to Dubai, but that wouldn't support us if I couldn't find a job for awhile.
If they ever tell me that my job will be waiting when I return....my ass will be on the next flight out!
If they ever tell me that my job will be waiting when I return....my ass will be on the next flight out!
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