Thursday, March 28, 2013

It is possible

That tonight I went to a pilates-type class where everyone (else) was skinny, strong, and wearing a giant diamond engagement ring, then I called in some sushi, rode the subway, picked up the sushi, and ate it at home, still in my yoga pants, while sipping a dirty martini.

Hey, these are the last months of my 20s. I can be a cliche all that I want.

1 comment:

Oh, Steph said...

I love you. Yoga pants and all.