My goal in life is to be classy. I may not always be put together or the most fashionable, but I can always choose to be classy.
That is, unless I’m sick. At this very moment I’m laying on the couch, wearing mis-matched PJs with a coffee stain on my shirt and crumbs in my lap, hair wild and unreigned, with just a smidge of yesterday’s mascara under my eyes.
Be classy. Unless you have a fever.