Windblown

On my walk to work today a big gust of wind came and blew my shirt up. Way up. So high up that if my arms had been up in the air, (which luckily they were not-why would they be?), my entire shirt would’ve blown right off of me.

Thank God for sit-ups.

No thanking God for see-through bras.

This was me.




















Ok fine. Not at all, but I can dream...