Looks do matter--

(they probably do ecstasy)

or at least, people do notice how you look.
Co-worker: Shea, how are the drugs treating you?

Me: I'm not on drugs.

Co-worker: Well, you look like you are.

This is what I have to deal with, I wake up late-rush to work, and all of the sudden rumors are flying about how I must have been rolling ecstasy the night before.

But don't worry, if I gain an inch and a half on my hips, I will be too fat to do runway modeling, or any modeling. For those of you who know me, you might be slightly blown away. Don't worry, I ate a piece of cake after being told this.