If I were a month, I’d be September.
(Hello, Fall!)
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Friday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 11:00pm.
If I were a planet, I’d be Neptune.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Great White.
If I were a direction, I’d be east.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a bookshelf.
If I were a liquid, I’d be taro milk tea.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be an amethyst.
If I were a tree, I’d be an Ever Green.
If I were a tool, I’d be the Adobe Pen Tool.
If I were a flower, I’d be a magnolia.
If I were an element, I’d be water.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a thunder storm.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a cymbal.
If I were a color, I’d be tyrian.
If I were an emotion, I’d be euphoria.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a lychee.
If I were a sound, I’d be “ha!”
If I were a car, I’d be a Range Rover.
If I were a food, I’d be a french fry.
(So I can be covered in gravy and cheese curds)
If I were a material, I’d be chiffon.
If I were a taste, I’d be savory.
If I were a scent, I’d be vanilla-raspberry.
If I were an object, I’d be a lip gloss.
If I were a song, I’d be November Rain.
If I were a body part, I’d be the tongue.
(Stop thinking dirty thoughts, it’s because I love food.)
If I were a place, I’d be Versaille.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a zoned-out look.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be a pair of thigh-high leather boots.
What would you be?
Via The Fab Brunette.
Ladies, there is a time to stop wearing bandage dresses or just skimpy dresses in general. Just because you’re wearing one in a club, doesn’t mean you look hot. It’s nice to have confidence but no one really wants to see flabs, rolls, guts and cellulite, amongst other things. Please. Spare. Us.
Sometimes at work, I’d feel really self-conscious because I’m wearing accessories that makes lot of noise when I walk around and I feel like I’m annoying everyone so I tell myself not to wear it again. Yet I’m wearing another one the next day… and the next.
