Well, Since I've been tirelessly working away on school work so I can finally be finished and apply for my teaching license, my blog has taken somewhat of a back seat for now.
In the meantime, I thought I'd share this fabulous blog with you. Disaster on Heels keeps me smiling daily with her fabulous wit! Give her a try. Guaranteed, you'll ROTFL. Or, whatever the heck that means...
Enjoy!Here's how she describes herself...
About this Disaster
My move to Chicago was a gamble. Turns out, I bet on the wrong horse. I moved in with my boyfriend and exactly 5 months later, on July 15 2009, I moved out.
I packed an overstuffed yellow suitcase in a fit of projectile tears. I made sure to get all the essentials. I wheeled them down the street to my friend’s refuge, teetering in 5” red heels.
I opened the bag to see what I had to wear to work the following day. Inside I found:
- 4 pairs of high heels
- 3 bangle bracelets
- 12 pairs of earrings
- 5 drawer liners
- 2 cosmetic bags
- 7 t-shirts
- 1 bra
- 15 pairs of underwear
- 2 packs of frozen spinach
- 1 bag of frozen shrimp
- 1 chilled bottle of Grey Goose Vodka
- A striking absence of pants
This is my story.