So I tried on this outfit in an effort to convince them that maybe I was Shakira. (Hey, that's an iota closer!) I shook my big 'ol hips and snapped my fingers much to the amusement/embarrassment of my family and still-no Shaikra. Angelina Jolie, all day. Whatever...shows over, folks. The entertainment portion of the night is over. Move along-nothing to see here.
No real moral to this story-just pure silliness. After a little sun and fresh air today, I'm off to bed. Let's hope that I have sweet dreams of Brad. Cuz, baby, I earned it! xo
P.S. I did not purchase this outfit!