I swear, perhaps I have a disorder i keep reading about: body dysmorphic disorder. First, I always battle with feeling my face is swollen! I stay away from sodium, and always ask ‘do i look swollen’; whether it’s simply asking someone else or talking to myself, it’s always on my mind!
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Body_dysmorphic_disorder)
So miss Dysmorphic-Sita just returned from a walk from l’isl saint Louis to visit my friend Patrice, the owner of a Vintage shop 18 eteme, and of course to see a brown Chanel jkt, which was 1, unappealing AND 2, unappealing! Considering i have the matching skirt, I figured I’d swing by for the jkt…. And it was a big fat NO. Anyhow, a Chanel jacket is reason enough for me to shlep for 2 hours on a swollen foot. One word for you: dedication.
So this foot of mine, i don’t knew what’s wrong with it. I think the Sergio Rossi Boots F’d me up, and I swear by their product! Is that dysmorphic or simple disaster?
Anyhow, I’m struggling with something else. I love gays obviously but i feel like a hot lesbian mess with this short hair! It dries au naturally horribly! I almost just want to chop it all off ala Ginger Harris, but i would really look like a big fat dyke on a bike, and imagine, if i have a swollen day….JESU KRISTO!
On a final note, I packed 33 kilos worth of designer digs, Lanvin, Leonard and such and I’m stuck deliciously in the 2 LuLu Lemon outfits……
Off to shower and get ready for an evening with my Rostom then my boyfy! Arevoir till LAAAAYter
