So, last night, I made sure I was nestled on the couch with my favorite blanket and a cup of hot chocolate before 8:00 so that I could sit and stare in awe at the tall, gorgeous, toned and tanned Victoria Secret models in their annual Fashion Show. Not even two minutes into the show, I wanted to spit out my unhealthy hot chocolate and put in a P90X DVD. Happens to me every year....I love the VS Fashion Show...the girls are adorable, the entertainment is usually pretty good and everyone at the show is partying and having a good time. But, as soon as the show starts, my moment(s) of jealousy begin....everything they have, I want. I mean, really....it's supernatural to be born that way. And then...the added pressure of walking down a catwalk in nothing but their underwear with 50 pound wings strapped on their glittered bodies. It's a total love/hate relationship....can't wait for next year. Here's to spray tanning and P90X!
