I wore my shirt backwards for most of the day. Around 2 p.m., I noticed something itchy in my shirt, looked down the front, and saw the tag. I put on my shoes in order to hike to the bathroom and fix myself, but I put them on the wrong feet. It took me a moment, wondering why my shoes no longer fit, to realize I had them switched around. Obviously, I need my mom to dress me each morning.
My toe polish matched my lipstick today. (Note that the shoes are on the correct feet, now.)
I am bendy.