I confess that I just about peed myself when I heard that 'N Sync released a new compilation album with mostly remixes and hits?!?! Christmas in July, folks! See the track list here! I also love how the record label released it and didn't tell anyone about it...including anyone in the group. I'm going to continue fan girling out like I'm not in my mid-twenties....shut up. 'N SYNC LIVES!!!
I confess that when I was little, I thought Van Halen was really singing "cannonball" over and over again when really it's "Panama"...so that's exactly how I rocked out. Thanks Dad for correcting me.....
I confess that Ann Taylor tried to swindle me out of this amazing, striped maxi dress and I was about to Hulk smash something.
I ordered it the night they started this amazing sale which made the dress around $35 and the following day I got an email stating that it sold out before they could process my order. (blood pressure rising) HOWEVER not to be outsmarted, I called the closest location to me and BOOM they had one left.What now?! Picked up that bad boy last night.
I confess that I have higher standards than my hubs when it comes to some things and house hunting is definitely one of them. He wants to save money and I would rather spend it living in a more updated place with more space. Oh and I will absolutely not compromise my neighborhood standard. Sure you can take away an extra closet or two and take away fancy aesthetics and curb appeal but it needs to be the right neighborhood.
I confess I need to be brought back down to real life after I watch those assholes on Rich Kids of Beverly Hills and then I just get even more angsty about my house hunting expectations.
I confess that I can't wait for fall. Yep, I said it. Pumpkin spice lattes, sweaters, boots err'day please! This has everything to do with my fall wardrobe being WAY better than my summer one too. Oh and because of...
I confess that I get a kick out of the dress code memos that are handed out every now and again to remind everyone that hey, you can't dress like a slutbag to work each day and stating the proper skirt/dress lengths. Who knew I wasn't supposed to wear yoga pants and flip-flops to work everyday? -_- Really? These reminder memos really just tempt me to violate the code in every way.
But really, I'll be listening to that 'N SYNC compilation all day for the next two weeks or so. You can count on it. There just might be a new memo to circulate the office about the excessive replay. Happy Hump Day, folks! Cheers!