Recently, I saw some small tank tops at the grocery store for $2.50. I figured for $2.50, I could wear it to ride and not be annoyed if it got filthy and ruined. I wanted to take it home and try it and then go back and get one in every color.
I bought the biggest one I could find, which was a large, and had trouble fitting into it when I got home. When I don't buy my tank tops at grocery stores, I usually wear a small or medium, so it struck me as strange that the large was super small. I guess that's why it was only $2.50
And for sale at the grocery store.
I wore it once or twice and tried REALLY hard to stretch it out. I figured it would be one of those poor quality shirts that would stretch out after a few washes.
And then I wore it to the barn the other day. The day I didn't take a good look in the mirror.
The day that a reporter was there to do a follow up story from May. The day that she took my picture. In my $2.50 grocery store tank top.
The day I discovered just how horrid it looks. Have you ever seen such sad boobolas? I am wearing a sports bra. I swear. And I didn't buy THAT at the grocery store.
I couldn't even give this tank top to Good Will and make someone else have to look that dreadful, so it's a rag.
I'm glad it was in the local paper**, just as school begins, with my name on the picture and everything.
Whoooooo. Hooooo.
Linking here:
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/2013/08/clever-chicks-blog-hop-49-with-three.html
http://mommifried.com/ladies-blog-share-link-party-kids-allowed/
http://www.lovebakesgoodcakes.com/2013/09/lets-get-social-sunday-36.html
http://mylifeandkids.com/
http://www.2justbyou.com
http://www.thewonderingbrain.com/
**Ok, as my dad so helpfully pointed out, the picture wasn't actually in the paper. It was in the online version. They chose someone with perky boobolas, who doesn't buy her clothes at the grocery store to be in the actual newspaper. Phew.
I grow things, I ride things, I bake things, I can things, I sew things and I make things. Sit with me on Aunt Mildred's Porch to witness this crazy journey I call my life and share the fun, laughter and utter foolishness that I come across from day to day. If you don't want to see pictures of my butt, you should just move along.
Monday, August 26, 2013
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Omg! That is soooo funny. I think you'd find a little better quality at Job Lots or the Dollar Store. And you can probably find a bra there too. Just be glad it wasn't a tv reporter and they didn't make a video of you galloping away. Still LMAO.
ReplyDeleteROFL! Ain't that always the way! No makeup, hair a mess and the paparazzi are just around the corner. ;) Thank you for sharing with the Clever Chicks Blog Hop this week!
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Kathy Shea Mormino
The Chicken Chick
http://www.The-Chicken-Chick.com
The horse even moved his head, so we could get a good gander at the tank top!!!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like something that would happen to me! Thanks for linking up at My Favorite Posts Show Off Weekend Party! Hope to see you again next week.
ReplyDeleteMichelle @ On A Wing And A Prayer
Hahahaha!! The best lessons are lessons learned the hard way, I suppose. :)
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