victoria's secret day
I see the new VS catalog in the mailbox, shout Yay!, and throw myself into a well lit spot to spend the next half hour window shopping the new catalog. It is not about buying anything, really. It is about playing imaginary dress up. And imaginary dress up is fun.
And then there are days like today. When I see those beautiful half clothed women on the cover — none of whom, clearly, have ever had cramps in their lives — and all I can think is —
That is not funny.