YIKES by fromkate featuring butter london
In less than a month I'll be doing some public speaking, for an hour, to over 200 students. My feelings about it are
mixed, I switch (hourly) between "You've got this" to "F&@*&$@"
Is this sufficient justification to buy a pair of Vivienne Westwood shoes?
Tonight, as I lie in bed with a stuffy nose, propped up by pillows, wearing a stained jumper and reapplying Vaseline to my sore lips every few minutes, it feels like pulling this thing off is near impossible. Largely because I haven't even written what I'm going to say yet, let's be real.
Tonight, as I lie in bed with a stuffy nose, propped up by pillows, wearing a stained jumper and reapplying Vaseline to my sore lips every few minutes, it feels like pulling this thing off is near impossible. Largely because I haven't even written what I'm going to say yet, let's be real.
p.s. unpictured: tequila shot
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