My Wagon….
I just came from Coffee Underground. I am still laughing. Directed at me from behind the counter “I’d kill to have that wagon you’re draggin’”. Maybe I should have been offended but, then again I don’t always have typical reactions to things (well,10 years ago I probably would’ve been offended but then again, 10 years ago I wanted a volkswagon cabriolet too, oh how times have changed….:-).
I just stood and laughed and was grateful. The other girl behind the counter apologized for her co-worker but really, no apology needed. I may have lost a few things over the years, but my fruity booty has stood the test of time. Indeed, for as long as I can rememember it has been here. It’s like my trusty steed, truly, it has never left my side (err, back). In high school and college I wished it away but as my own idea of beauty and self acceptance has morphed so has my opinion of my “junk”. Ladies, if you got it, love it.
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