Heck yes. I've got life together. I'm fully dressed (and showered) and HAVE ON MAKEUP.
Then you get somewhere and someone points out that you have goldfish on your shoulder?
No?
I would gladly give up a late arrival, a cocktail (maybe?) and all other things I once enjoyed for a little fish shoulder. They're sweeping the nation.
And suspicions confirmed. I purchased my "mom jeans." Yah, and a puffy vest--which needs to be returned. Dang you Lisa and your gap friendship.
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