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?
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.