Wearing a few of my favorite things i.e. my much worn creepers and ‘Chanel’ (probably fake) bag, along with these incredibly tight, uncomfortable and impractical trousers. Seriously, these things are so tight that when I wear them I feel like the internal organs located around my waist are being pushed up into my throat and my legs feel like they have been vacuum packed.
I knew I should have got a size small, rather than extra small when I bought them but they where going major cheap (£7 instead of £65) at an American apparel flash sale in London and I couldn’t bring myself to miss out on such a great bargain opportunity, so I bought them anyway with the promise to myself to lose a couple of pounds. Eh, no that definitely did not happen and I totally knew that it wouldn’t at the time; I have no will power whatsoever and have never lost weight through my own self-motivation in my life. Never mind, they look alright once I actually manage to get them on.
On an entirely different not, I am completely obsessed with “last goodbye” by Jeff Buckley at the moment, the song from which the lyrics in the post title where taken.