Monday, June 22, 2009

The Infinity Top

I was feeling good. I felt like a million bucks. Each time I got out of the car, I was a walking testament to what a great seamstress I am. I had "the walk". I couldn't get any taller, my ass looked great, I was sportin some hot cleavage, and rocking sunglasses with the perfect long, straight, shiny hair.
I got out at Wal mart to go get some phone minutes, and everyone was staring at me, getting out of my way, and staring at me some more. Damn I'm on my game today, I thought.
I strut straight through the store, accomplishing what I had come to do in a matter of minutes.
When I made it back to the car, my MIL stopped at another store, leaving me in the car. I popped open to vanity mirror to admire my beauty, and noticed it...a blob of moisturizer on my forehead.
Shit. I wonder if they were checking me out, or the moisturizer on my forehead.
I'm adjusting my shirt, considering tying it a different way, when I notice...a length of elastic hanging out from the back because I haven't trimmed it after I fit it properly.
Oh well, at least I noticed it early on in my outing...

5 thoughtful remarks:

Anonymous said...

hello, beautiful

Hepburn Hilton said...

I love how you think you are hot BEFORE concidering that there is something wrong! The way it should be

Jack said...

I do this all the time - bopping along thinking "damn I look good", then I catch a glimpse of myself in a full length mirror or store window and see the reality: a tag hanging out, an alfalfa sprout on the top of my head, something unraveled or untucked. Luckily, I am a tad vain so I do check my look on reflective surfaces often ;)

I love that top! I may have to get my daughter to try and make one for me.

ceecee said...

Ooooo.... I'd be more concerned about the blob of moisturizer on my forehead than the strap... sorry!

MzUnicaHija19 said...

BEAUTY is in the eye of the beholder!

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