My $70 dress in Atlanta was marked down to $45 here! I must have it so when I go to ATL to see Yogi, she'll "oooh" and "ahhh" 'cause otherwise, I'll never have anywhere to wear it, except work.
Some days, most days, really, I don't feel pretty. I feel flabby, dorky and disgusting. I also feel like I look 15 or 16. I still get carded for a damn book of matches, and I don't even smoke! I wanna change my image. But I tried the whole blond hair highlights and lose 20 pound things before. My hair broke off and I looked anorexic. Unfortunately, I don't feel seductive until a man tells me I'm hot, which is everyday, and I haven't heard it yet. So sad that a man's words or glances validate how hot I think I am. I blame it on the media.
But I'll feel sexy later, as soon as I change into a little something for R's show. Yes, he's a broke ass comedian on the side who doesn't get paid for shows. Yes, this is my baby daddy.
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