Hello everyone!
Happy Friday! Blogtober is going in full force, and I almost feel as if my day isn’t complete if I haven’t visited Watch Me Juggle at least once.
I wouldn’t say I’m an expert, by any means, but if there was a job with any of these traits in the job description, I would be hired in a millisecond…
I’m really good at tripping going both up and down stairs. On a similar note, I’m really good at high heels. Ok, I’m decent enough at walking in them, but I can always find the most amazing bargain when it comes to shoe shopping. I found the above Pour La Victoire shoes for $11.50. That’s right. $11.50. Brand new. I win.
I can make a mean at-home latte. I’m also a professional coffee drinker, if that were a real job.
The boss lady says that while I may look pretty, it certainly doesn’t stop me from being a complete and utter goof ball; usually to get a laugh or a smile out of even the most stoic people. It makes me happy.
I’m like a chipmunk with a cheeseburger. You’ll wonder where I put it all, it disappears so fast.
Google-stalking people. I can do it.
As the infamous Jenna Marbles says: “Goo hoarding.” I excel at keeping bottles, all just shy of empty, all over my bathroom. If you need enough volumizing shampoo for a hamster, chances are I have it somewhere.
I can kill hours in thrift stores. I’m a professional Thrift Store Wanderer. I usually come out with some amazing treasures, too.
I have a knack for finding the best parking spot…approximately two seconds after someone else does.
I’m also a professional at:
- Wearing Lululemon
- Awkward somersaults
- Drawing directly on my eyeball with eyeliner
- Leaving my dishes in the sink forever
- Staying up way past my bedtime
- Making funny noises
- Petting cats for hours
- Making mimosas
- Dancing
Add these to my resume.
EVA♥
This was hilarious – can definitely relate to the eyeliner one because it just happened this morning. Why is it that whenever I’m running late, I can get eyeliner everywhere except for the actual eyelid??
Why thank you! Yes, it’s either the eyeliner, or, worse, the mascara brush! Also speaking from experience 🙂