You're far away....from me my looove...but just as sure my-my-baby...as there are stars above..wanna say-wanna say- wanna say...
Someday, we'll be together. Some sweet day, yes we will, yes we will....
Tell everybody now...
My green velvet jacket. My Seven, Citizens and Rock and Republic jeans. My army of gorgeous silk dresses. My embellished, gypsy skirt from Nordstrom.
How I miss you, my friends.
Before I was pregnant I dressed well. Heck, I actually wore outfits. But for the last 11 months everything I've worn either had an elastic waist or was shaped like (and was the size of) a tent. I miss my old clothes. I miss them a lot.
And while I am pursuing these fitness goals because I deserve to accomplish goals I never thought I'd reach, while I want to treat my body well and feel it treat me well in return, I've also got some fly gear in my closet and I miss it like the Spice Girls missed Ginger. I'm ready for my reunion tour.
Elliptical machine, here I come.
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