I rotate them continually. On the rare occasion that I wear a shirt in an actual color, my friends are shocked.
It doesn’t happen that often, though.
If anyone thought they’d ever see me in anything other than black shirts and jeans/denim skirt anytime soon…
HAHA. You’ll be waiting a LONG, LONG time. I went to four stores today. I tried on about 10 dresses, 2 tops and 1 skirt. They all made me look hideous and/or pregnant.
It was absolute misery. And then I came home and binged, because I’m nothing if not counter-productive. It’s as if somehow, deep down, I don’t WANT to be thin and happy or something.
I did work out afterwards, so at least I “made up” for it.
It’s been hard for me not to cry tonight. I tried to do something nice for myself. As a result, I got stuck in WORSE traffic than usual on the 805.
But I did get some extra points and a new badge on Foursquare. So I guess there’s that.