The monster of my ego

Today I went to an interview for a job as a sales fashionista in SF. It went... fine. It was fine because I didn't mess up, but I thought of all of these things that I should have included AFTER the interview. I felt so bad about myself I went to Vicky Hush-Hush and bought new underwear(mainly because of the interview, just a little because I haven't done the laundry in a month).


Scary laundry


To my rescue!