You know, timing is a very funny thing. I had this post brewing in my head about always being presentable, with this quote from Coco Chanel herself as the anchoring motif of the day:
"I don't understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little - if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that's the day she has a date with destiny. And it's best to be as pretty as possible for destiny."
Guess what. I met my destiny yesterday, and it wasn't pretty.
We all have photographs of ourselves we'd rather didn't exist. Whether it be an unflattering prom pic, or a snap from days when we weighed more than we'd like, we all have bad photos.
Mine, however, might be available on the whole fracking internet soon. Because the Google Maps street level cam-car drove into our court just when I was carrying plants for my garden. In nasty old sweatpants, a ratty old cardigan that makes me look 8 months preggo and uber-stylish white socks.
The good news is that it usually takes months for updated Google map photos to show up. The bad news is, well, just about everything else regarding this situation.
Sorry Coco, let's call this one a massive FAIL.