OK so let me tell you why i say i'm not a princess...today has been chock full of examples.
When I got home from work today, this is what i looked like:
-hair a stringy, needs-a-good-brushing mess
- something green between my teeth, probably from lunch (whatever happened to those honest friends who would tell a girl an important thing like this???)
-a booger peeking out of my right nostril...not far..but enough
-my bright blue undies sticking out of the back of my waistband
I looked like a very special girl who had tried her best to pull off being cute and fell very short of the mark.
And, to top it all off, i have to go to the gym in a few minutes for a weigh in. This means my trainer will also measure different parts of my body including my calves...which i am just realizing are very hairy and marked (seemingly for life) with indentations from the mid-calf length socks i wore all day (hey- it's freaking winter time....function over fashion)
I am the living version of not only "what not to wear" but the cosmo embarrassing stories all wrapped up into one boogery, lumpy and furry package.
Excuse me while I go shave my legs....