O is for Onyx. I have no makeup on, and my hair was still wet from the shower. Also, I love patterns. Did you notice there are three on my body right now?
This isn’t a skirt. It’s a skort! Ah, memories. I used to have two or three skorts. One of them was red plaid, and had little black terriers all over it. Another one was green and had kittens on it. Those were the days.
Of course, I was only eleven then, and those skorts were the dorky mullet skorts- you know, skirt in the front, shorts in the back? Yeah.
So I’m staying in today to reply to emails. Although I really would love to go to the store and get Naked. (Part of me can’t believe I really just typed that. The other part is laughing hysterically. Naked, for those of you that don’t know, is an all-natural, no sugar added fruit drink that comes in many delicious flavors and brings out the teenage boy in me who snickers at the name and thinks “I’m getting Naked at the store” every time I buy it.)
Aren’t my fingernails lovely?