I wore my red trench today with my blue nails and my yellow umbrella. It looks almost indecent with a dress and tights, but it made me pleased.
As did texting James on a whim, discovering he was awake (!) and talking to him for two hours. Good times. Delighful, even.
Felt a bit bad about my face today because I only wore mascara. Don’t know if I should feel blergh without makeup on, that seems boring.
I like that we do things other than the GTTs here. So I’m jumping on the challenge wagon.
Whilst my eating habits have been vastly improved of late, I still have the grand weakness of chocolate which I have thus far completely failed to kick my addiction to. In an effort to quit sabotaging this whole fitness thing I’m otherwise working so hard at, and to avoid becoming a dumb female stereotype, I’m STRICTLY LIMITING my chocolate intake this week. A piece of dark chocolate every couple of days is allowed, of course, as it has antioxidants and if you don’t have antioxidants you will die, right?
Right.
-Nicola
Nail Polish makes everything better. Its like, you have a hot drink? SOPHISTOCATED! you’re typing? PRETTY! you’re reading a Salinger book that isnt Catcher? INDIE AS FUCK!
To be fair, I am not still enough for nail polish, I smudged it within five minutes, but WHATEVER. Its a nice blue colour and I got complimented on it, if you take “Them’s some blue nails” as a compliment. Which I do. OBVZ.
Was not as keen on the makeup, I keep rubbing my eyes and smudging my eyeliner.
Also kept changing outfits to make sure I felt pretty enough in it.
Verdict: Going well.
Since Emily is doing the weekly challenge thing and I think that’s a GREAT IDEA I’m going to do it too.
This week, practicing piano every day.
Then if I meet Darren he will love me.
~ Lois
to counteract all of the feeling shit ive been doing, I’m going to force myself to dress nicely and wear jewellery and other such girly things all week to see if it makes me feel better. Jsyk.
The Years of Self Love 