It’s my birthday tomorrow – I will be 29.
I realised last night that I really have grown in confidence in the last couple of years. See, there’s a party coming up, and the theme is Jungle Fever. And Mum had given me a hundred bucks, with strict instructions to spend it on something frivolous.
So I bought this top (from City Chic, one of my favourite fat-girl-clothing stores).
It’s loud. It’s LEOPARD PRINT. It’s strapless. It is many many things that I would normally not wear, and yet I am going to wear it anyway.
And you know what? I feel really good wearing it. It’s sexy, pretty, flattering.
What the hell, right?