I had sugar overdose today.
Cake, KFC, chocolate, coffee and a bagel the size of my thighs.
Oh God let's not even go there.
Even though they look really good when I'm wearing heels, it's such a nightmare to look at them.
But thighs are good. They're my favorite part of fried chicken and Beyonce's body.
I used to hate mine because they're just... there.
They push each other away but as long as they're attached to my pelvis, they can never get rid of each other.
But ok, I'm done obssessing about my big girls.
They're here to stay unless I resort to amputation.
Zeena's thighs repruzent!