In my dream, I’m sitting on a porch swing reading a book or chatting with a friend, drinking ice tea and wearing this:
Tank, Jeans, Necklace, Nail Polish, Watch, Sandals
In reality, it’s 30 degrees outside, I’m sitting on the couch with dry and cracking hands, nursing a husband to health (he has a cold), still in my work out clothes from this morning (that’s right folks, I haven’t showered today!) wearing this:
Pants, Tank, Jacket, Shoes, Vest, Lip Balm
And let’s be real. I don’t look or smell like those models. I look more like this. But a girl can dream…