What a deceptive day; not to be confused with day of deception (that's tomorrow). The sun is streaming through the bedroom window warming my skin and my soul and encouraging tropical thoughts but outside it is extremely chilly, according to the dog and Mr Smith who have just returned from their morning constitutional.
After my safari to the City followed by lunch with Internet Dating Jane I went to Selfridges and got my tits eased into a bra by a bossy bra lady. I have to say I feel most lifted and separated and suddenly have enormous boobs. BB lady was very nice and hardly commented on my fat bits at all. 36D - with ramming.
Mrs Smith's burning dilemmas:
Will Mad Carina actually keep up her exercise routine?
Will ID Jane settle down with her man? I want her to be happy but I'd miss her if she went to live in Scotland and not just round the corner.
Will I ever lose any weight? Not with the mountains of lovely food I keep eating.
Will Superman land on my balcony and take me flying? OK I have to admit that is somewhat unlikely but a girl can dream.
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