Four Days
I have four days until my competition and I’m a little freaked out. Just a little. I keep worrying about two things in particular. One, that I’ll fall down on stage. I normally wear clunky grandma shoes not 5 inch heels. I’ve been practicing walking and posing but not nearly enough. And two, that the back on my suit will come unglued and I’ll be walking onstage with a rhinestone wedgey. Not pretty.
The last few days I’ve been stoning my suits. I started off planning a simple design and of course I got carried away. So now I’m going to have this crazy blinged out suit, as if I’m some sort of pro, on this soft still-a-little-jiggly body. It’s actually a bit embarrassing. It just seems SO AMATEUR!
I really can’t believe I’m going to do this. I take a flask with me to the beach because I feel self-conscious in my swimsuit. Not really. About the flask. I do usually feel self-conscious on the beach so Saturday is going to be a stretch. But whatever the outcome it has totally been worth it for reasons beyond vanity.
Thanks again for the many words of encouragement.
xoxo
j