Every morning since I've been at my now-not-so-new apartment, I wake up and put on the pop music channel on my TV. It actually helps me get out of bed. If it's a good song, then I'm up like a jack-in-the-box. This morning, it was a really good song (too good actually to mention on my blog...no... I'm not embarrassed...why would you think that? It's cause I just don't think you all can handle it..)
Anyway, I needed said amazing song, because as usual I did not stick to last nights plan of catching up on sleep. It's not because I didn't want to, it's because I just couldn't! That and I was catching up on what all my girlfriends tell me I desperately need to be watching,... "Real Housewives of Beverly Hills."
So this morning, my alarm went off...yes...I counted the snoozes... 17 times I snoozed. Unbelievable. Can you imagine what I'd be like on meds? Comatose. I even had an outfit that I had pulled together last night in an attempt to make my life easier this morning, but alas I changed my mind at the very last minute because to be honest, I simply didn't feel...sexy enough. You might think this is a slightly unbalanced way of coping, and to an extent, I duno...maybe it is. But this morning I really felt divine intervention lent a hand in my decision to change outfits.
I went to Starbucks this morning like I normally do. It was humid out and I debated on wether or not to take my umbrella, but decided against it because I had taken it every day this week and never needed it. Plus it's a big umbrella and I already have a huge purse, and on top of that, was carrying my laptop and struggling to keep it on my shoulder because of my f-ing cute blazer,...(the shoulders are sculpted...making using a shoulder bag a huge pain in the ass).
Anyway, So of course I get to Starbucks. I'm putting my 3 Splenda in my iced coffee and boom. Just like that it starts to pour down sheets...no....torrents of rain drops the size of Chicklets. Perfect. Luckily I was wearing my black BCBG cropped blazer so I took that off and held it over my head as I ran through the rain. As I was waiting for the light to change, all of sudden the rain stopped. I glanced over and saw out of the corner of my eye an umbrella and some really nice brown mens shoes. Yup. It was a man and he was offering to walk me to my office under his umbrella. Now...I know this doesn't sound like a big deal...but it kind of is to me because in the last few days I was really beginning to think the world was full of douche bags. The guy didn't ask for my number, he wasn't creepy, he was just...being nice. And I really appreciated it. Unlike the GW brats who practically slam the door in your face just as your approaching the building carrying 50 pounds of shit in boxes... I swear. What the hell are parents teaching their kids? Manners are important!
Anyway, I digress....So it's rainy and gloomy out but I just had a coworker say to me, "Oh wow you totally look like KK today. Sucha cute outfit!" I must have looked confused because she immediately followed up with "Kim Kardashian. So cute!" Sometimes you just gotta love your girlfriends :)
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