Formula for a good day:
The sun comes out after days and days and days of rain.
I am greeted at work by 14 five years olds – smiling with joy and excitement (ok – this happens everyday but it never ceases to delight me).
I go to the hair salon – “poof” gray hair gone.
My son completes his homework without the three act drama that usually accompanies said activity.
I find time in my day to work-out – thus striking another offensive blow in the war against gravity.
A pair of jeans arrives in the mail…..
But not just any pair of jeans – oh no – this particular pair of jeans is something special, beyond the ordinary, and I am not talking about their kinda “booty pop” fit (although this is a really exciting bonus). No, I am talking about the very unique and irresistible selling point of these purchased jeans. And yes, I labored over this selling point and tried to deny its lure for the entirety of the sale event. My good girl/bad girl diatribe went something like this…
“I am maxed out on skinnies…”
(But, they have a flower on the butt!)“I really should not be spending the money…”
(But, they have a flower on the butt!)“I don’t need another pair of jeans to add to my stuffed closet…”
(But, I need a pair with a flower on the butt!)“I should be looking for more summer wear…”
(But, they have a flower on the butt – flowers are summery, right??)“I don’t know how they will fit me…”
(Who cares, they have a flower on the butt!!!!)
And thus, I am the proud and happy owner of a new pair of skinny jeans…with a flower on the butt.
Babakul Corey Skinny (with you know what on butt, of course)
Sizing: As per advised by you know who, I went down one whole size from my true size and they are, well, perfect!
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Well they look amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing on you, I am so jealous (in a good way)!
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