Right, so I learned this lesson yesterday, at the grocery store. Beautiful man hanging out by the tomatoes, me by the potatoes, in my shabby sweat stained workout gear, flushed faced with bed head.
I looked homeless for f*ck sake.
So yeah, this pretty much my mantra for 2013. Rule numero uno. If I'm going to bump into my dream guy, I'm going to look DAMN good when I do.