A closed mouth gathers no foot. - My Dad
Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit. - My Mom
I’ll lift you and you lift me and we'll both ascend together. - John Greenleaf Whittier
If you ever get lonely you just go to the record store and visit your friends. - Penny Lane
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud became more painful than the risk it took to blossom. – Anais Nin
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness. - Dalai Lama
When the student is ready, the master appears. - Buddhist Proverb
Whatever you look for in others tends to rise to the surface. - Unknown
If you’re smilin with the cosmos the motherfuckin cosmos is smiling back at ya. - Chris Robinson
Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful. - Buddha
May 17, 2013
Earlier in one of my posts, I mentioned that I am a fan of large cotton underwear. I still am, but recently I decided that I would treat myself to some sexier, prettier panties. Not for any particular reason, just that I figured it was time to cut the chord to my Hanes. I suppose the fact that some of my friends relentlessly tease me about my obsession with high waisted briefs didn't hinder my decision.
So, yesterday after work I went to Victoria's Secret. This is when I noticed she was in dyer need of spectacles. Strewn all over the walls and tables were bras and panties that were half the size they used to be when I shopped there years ago. All I could think to myself was poor Victoria! She really should find a decent Opthalmologist.
Feeling filled with angst over poor Vickie and her terrible eyesight, I ran out of there as fast as I could, refusing to support a company that was so clearly taking total advantage of a poor, elderly woman's declining eyesight. It was such a heartbreaking situation, I immediately headed to Olive Garden and got an order of fettuccine alfredo to go, just to calm myself down a bit. Oh wait, first I stopped at Piercing Pagoda and bought a cute pair of earrings. Oh, and I also smelled some perfume at the Clinique counter. Anyway, I was extremely distraught.
Okay, obviously I didn't really run out of Victoria's Secret. I just came to terms with the fact that I'm getting older and I don't wear a medium panty anymore and I prefer full coverage bras now, which is more than fine with me.
I did get some really cute stuff though. Next time I make out with a random boy in a bathroom I should shine in the intimate apparel department.
Unfortunately, I ate the pasta like I hadn't eaten in a week, which I probably shouldn't do again if I want to continue to buy anything from VS. It gave me heartburn. Olive Garden is like drinking too much - it's all good going down, but most of the time the aftermath just ain't worth it.