It is with much shame and disgust that I must confess.
I'm not proud of myself.
It certainly wasn't one of my finest moments.
And there have been so many to choose from...
I admit, I knew exactly what I was doing.
I just didn't really give a shit.
And that there is a huge part of the problem...
It can only go downhill from here.
Spiralling out of control.
Things will get ugly.
Uglier than they have already become.
I understand that some of you may be disgusted.
And that's okay, because I am disgusted in myself too...
I WORE LEGGINGS
Oh the shame...
I am a mere bad outfit day away from tracksuit pants.
Old, faded, holey tracksuit pants.
I promise you, I will endeavour to do better.
Jeans, at the very least.
Old maternity jeans, but still, it's a step up from leggings, right?
BEST. FLOWCHART. EVER.