I go to pull on my cute little short date-night skirt, proudly look down at my long sexy, freshly shaved…crap.
I forgot to shave a leg. Not my legs. One LEG. Singular.
And this isn’t like in high school when I shaved one leg every other day so they were always practically perfect, AND on weekends I shaved them both, both days anyway.
No, no, this is “Penney has an Energizer Bunny, has been working 60 hours a week and hasn’t had a date night in a month” legs. This is bad. One leg is smooth and glistening. The other leg? Hairier than a porcupine on Rogaine.
I didn't have time to dry-shave (I have the Energizer Bunny, I'm always running late)...so I pulled on knee high socks and hoped nobody looked at the six inches of left leg that was now showing.
The Unsupportive Louse didn't notice, so I'm taking that to mean no one else did either!