Frocktober 2013 Day 5 - Sick as a dog but we frock on

After a week of flirting with me, this cold mauled me last night. It's not pretty.

Neither is the saying 'sick as a dog'. Firstly, dogs are rarely sick. Secondly, when they are they throw up and eat it. Why would anyone want to be as sick as that. And why do all of my Frocktober posts mention vomit. Mental note: try to not mention vomit in tomorrow's post.

Despite feeling like a Mac truck has hit me and my nose rivals Niagara Falls, we frock on. Remember, it's for a good cause. And if you like this on Facebook or enjoy reading this, maybe you should donate :) Here is the link: https://frocktober.everydayhero.com/au/two-chicks-and-a-baby

Mini Me was perplexed. She couldn't remember who had gifted her this jailbird outfit. Possibly Miss Lou's mum?



Why can't I remember the name?

Since it's an average day, filled with tissues, bed and warm water with honey, I've decided to dress in what I feel is a 16-year-old look.

Woo hoo - style number two for whitey.

White dress is the first for the second restyle. I've just thrown on my slumbies and a striped sweater. Very nautical and very comfy.

I can't think of any, or many, people my age that layer a shapeless jumper over a shapeless dress. Something about us not being sticks. Hence why I feel it is very sweet 16. But boy is it comfy.

Thank goodness it is Saturday. I'm off to bed with a book and leaving Mini Me with Hubby to consider life's big questions... who gave her that outfit?

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