tracksuit fucking heaven

anyone who knows me know that nothing makes me happier than these things:

rescued chihuahuas

champagne

the hip hop music

hot toddies

organic gingerbread lattes

and of course, adidas tracksuits. and i just got two new ones. and i was going to do one of those little poll boxes asking who thought i should keep them both and who thought i should only keep the gold stripes. but then i wore them around for a minute and realized that choosing between the two would be like Sophie's Choice, so nevermind, i'm keeping these sweet little phillies.

i thought about editing out the above pot belly but decided i'm against censorship.

same with the forehead wrinkles.

i know it makes me sound shallow and...well, shallow, but i love new clothes. probably because i used to have a mullet and wear second hand prairie dresses.