I’m trying out for a roller derby team today (despite the fact that I’ve never stood on a pair of rollerskates). Nothing can go wrong if I wear this pair of underwear, right? :D #empowered
I’ll either do it tomorrow morning (if I have any time), or in the car. I’m almost done, though. Almost. Ish.
I’m drowning in tulle, but soon I’ve pinned all of it to the dress. Then I just have to sew for a bit tomorrow and it should be all ready to go! Can’t wait for Saturday! :D
Yes, I am wearing a dress and heels. I look fucking amazing today, and I know it. However, I don’t appreciate you leaning over your semi-door to oogle at my legs when I beep my card, and I don’t enjoy walking to an empty seat, sitting down and catching you staring at me in the angled mirror. Compliments are supposed to be given by using words, you staring at me is not. Stop it.
The girl who is young enough to be your granddaughter.