Oh God help me!
I'm going along with Ben to his work do tomorrow evening and the dress code is smart and glamorous. How the fuck am I supposed to do that? I'm a creature that lives in jeans.
Part of me wants to wear a skirt, but I'm going to look like such a twat in one...I can feel it. That and heels will actually kill me. Or I get a dress...I like this one:
Oh God oh God Oh God.
This teamed with being soooooo damn nervous anyway. Oh fucksocks.
1 comment:
That's a nice dress...
You'll be ok :)
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