November 29, 2011
Yes. I didn’t post my outfit yesterday. I am FAILING miserably with my outfits lately, and yesterday I was a coward and was so disappointed in myself that I chose to avoid you and not post a picture.
Which is horrible, because the very POINT of this exercise is to force me to actually try every day and not to SUCK at putting an outfit together. If I fail (as I did yesterday), then the whole world will see, and this will provide motivation to NOT fail. So NOT taking the picture is just cheating.
LIKE TODAY. Today I FAILED. Look at these pants. They are AWFUL. What prompted me to put them on? Brain-failure. Brain-failure is the only comprehensible answer. And this SHIRT?? Notice that the breast-pockets and buttons are like, RIGHT over my chest, so with the high pants it looks like I have big-ass thighs with a short-ass torso and friggen tit-magnifiers. And, the entire ensemble is the colour of baby-poo-vomit-spit. WHY DO I DO THIS????
I’m actually sitting in my office with the door closed because I don’t want to face anyone while wearing this monstrosity. I have only left my office to sprint to the bathroom and take this picture.
Also, this morning I tried to put on a sweater that I bought in size XXS for some brain-failurey reason. The sleeves were so tight that while I aggressively pulled the sleeve part over my (apparently) “Pete-Sampras-sized” forearm, my hand slipped and I punched myself in the face. And I got a bloody lip.
BEST DAY EVER.


Self-hating, dog-loving and cheese-eating in Toronto. 

