Evidence of my holiday pig-out is starting to show and I'm panicking because my legs look like pig trotters in skinny jeans.
I wanna cry.

Plus I can't wear half of my tops because of a rather unsightly muffin top.

And I can't wear most of my dresses without layering it with a vest cause my arms are gross.

I wanna be 12 again cause I could eat all the KFC I want and still be size 24. I miss being skinny.
It's really inconvenient being curvy. You can't wear nice stuff cause it's too obscene.

Anyway. My sister's in London now and she bought me a Justin Bieber shirt.
HAHA.
And a Guns&Roses shirt and a I <3 London badge.