The title of this post refers directly to me.
Yes, tilly is a Fat Smurf.
I wore a royal blue tent dress + royal blue stockings + grey/blue Oxford heels. The heels had to go off because my thigh is still sore. I then put on the royal blue Converse shoes.
And to make matters worse, my colleague then called me flabby. Yes, HE called me flabby. I am not talking to him now.
Now before you go thinking that I am a petty person (I probably am but I am in no mood here), usually I can take the fat jibes and all but today, I am not feeling on top of the world. I feel like a fucking freak and after the flabby label, I feel like a super-duper-fat-lump-wearing-royal-blue-attracting-undue-attention-as-if-being-fat-and-flabby-was-not-enough.
I don't like myself very much now. Not much at all.
(by lord-tator @ deviantart )
Also, the answer to re: Where's tilly? is Louis Vuitton. My heart skipped when I saw the Madonna/LV ad in PRINT. Oh Louis, how I love you!