Hey y'all. Hey. Thanks to everyone for the kind words from my previous post.
I have realized that I have been getting my life a little bit too hard lately.
Now somebody (I ain't saying it was me) got home last weekend after the Sunday paper was delivered. At 5 am.WHO does that? What in the 22 year old foolishness is that?? I see y'all shaking my head at these ratchet activities but I didn't say it was me! It's somebody I know. *Insert halo here* But if it was me, it was the most fun, I laughed so hard, danced my booty off and cried (seriously) and got to hang out with some of my favorite people. But I can't do that ALL the time, you gotta know when to say when and I'm saying "Uncle!"
Oh yeah and shoutout to the readers of Fashion Nette-work that I ran into on Saturday night, if I had been thinking I would have taken a picture of the three of us but I wasn't thinking. Please let me know when y'all visit Dallas again and remember, what happens in Dallas stays in Dallas!
Denim Jacket: Zara
Skirt (worn as a dress): Thrifted
Shoes: Michael Kors
So now I will get my priorities together so y'all won't have Iyanla trying to fix my life. Although I do think that she really doesn't fix too many lives, she just hugs people real hard and calls them beloved.
"It's the game of life. Do I win or do I lose? One day they're gonna shut the game down. I gotta have as much fun and go around the board as many times as I can before it's my turn to leave." ~Tupac Shakur