Have you ever put on old, less-than-flattering clothes and suddenly felt like a different person? Like somehow the amazing, fabulous *real* version of you morphed into a shapeless, uninspired couch potato? And then someone walks in and is like “what’s that potato sack on the couch” and you’re like
I feel you girl.
I used to feel like that all the time. Frumpy. Blah. Uninspired. And I knew I couldn’t be the only one. So one night, I yelped--out loud, in my potato sack--“No more!”
No more feeling frumpy, and blah, and uninspired by clothes that doesn't deserve you. Bc you deserve to feel fabulous and amazing all the time. 24/7 Babetown Heights. That’s where you live.
And because you're here, reading this right now, I think you're ready...