Wednesday, February 22, 2012


I am having massive cranial flatulence (aka brain fart) because I can't think of a damn thing to write about. Seriously. I swear, some weeks I feel like I am writing ten posts in one day because I have so much on my mind.

I am totally blaming it on the fact that Aunt Flo dropped in for her monthly visit just yesterday, that bitch.

I'm bloated as hell, eating like I have a tapeworm, and farting like I've been eating nothing but beans, cabbage, broccoli and prunes for two weeks.

Or as I like to refer to it to The Hubs, "I think I have a touch of the vapors," to which he gets thoroughly disgusted. WHAT??? You don't wanna hold that stuff in. It could be dangerous.

Sigh. How sad is it when I have nothing to say I resort to bodily functions? The lowest form of entertainment. Just bear with me for another few days. Maybe by then I'll have something more important to say. OR NOT.

Sweater, Pants: Old Navy
Shoes: Target
Necklace: F21
Earrings: Clothing swap



Julie said...

haha! I am totally stealing "I have a touch of the vapors."

Veronica P. said...

pink and nude work perfectly together !

Girlie Blogger said...

That sweater looks really good with pink pants. Great outfit.

heidiluxe said...

my sister and i thought we were the only ones who suffered from massive gassive during our monthly uterine shedding.
and my husband told me last night that he has never been around someone with such bad gas. worse than his 400 brother who lives on hot dogs.

Jenny @ Spry On The Wall said...

Let 'er rip sister, let 'er rip! You are the broken wind beneath my wings. By the way I totally tried on those fabutastic pink jeans you have on at Old Navy yesterday and they looked horrible on me. I was so bummed because they are extra fab. Just not on moi.

Mommy Moxie said...

This post is seriously one of the many reasons why I LOVE your blog. Fashion + farts = fabulous!! LOL