I got up this morning and went for a run. When I got back, I took a long hard look at myself.
I have hacked at my legs and underarms with a razor. Yesterday I actually looked like I’d got fur lined boots on as there was so much fur poking out of the top of my boots. The half hearted shaving of legs isn’t going to cut it though. I need my hair cutting and colouring, my nails are hideous. My hands are all dry and flaky. My nails have broken really low down and have ridges in them and I have accidentally bitten all the skin around them. I need a Botox appointment and a pedicure although I’d be too embarrassed for anybody to see my feet at present. There was an incident in which I pulled at some hard skin a bit too much and now I’ve got an ouchy bit. I’m lying – it’s not a bit, I’ve pulled loads of skin off my foot because I love picking at things!
Will Totes ever become polished and ladylike with nicely manicured hands and perfectly shaped eyebrows? It’s like the six million dollar man. We can rebuild her!
Coat gap £60
Culottes Zara £7
Jumper H&M £30
Boots Zara last year £40
And FML, my Fitbit strap has sheared off. It’s rubber, so it’s probably perished due to my caustic sweat. I’m addicted to my Fitbit, what will I do? I’m hoping that you can buy new straps.
I am not Party season ready.