not my type

2 things:

1. i had a dream a couple of night ago that i haven't been able to get out of my head. i was dating bret michaels but it wasn't working out and i was trying to break it off. (in my opinion, bret is the best preserved 80s hair rocker. in my dream his hair was all real and not a wig attached to a bandana. have you seen any of his counterparts? vince neil? he needs to take a midol to take the edge off of all that bloating. and sebastian bach? darling, conditioner. they've had it for years! and i would say jon bon jovi, but he and billy ray cyrus have been fighting over that flat iron for so long that i can't even tell who is who anymore.) who would break up with bret michaels? who do i think i am?(not a stripper, that's for sure.) anywhooo, all i remember is giving him a little peck on the cheek and telling him that he just wasn't my type. and then looking around and trying to see what i was wearing. what does one wear when breaking up with a washed-up rock legend?
a cropped tuxedo jacket? boot cut jeans? high heels? and a cardigan to preserve some of your true nature?

tuxedo jacket- target

long t- lauren conrad for kohl's

cardigan- ann taylor loft

boot cut jeans- seven for kohl's

heels- jessica simpson

2. should i do more fake smiling in my photos? because i can't seem to shake this tired bedraggled face.

how i really feel at 9pm at night after a long day: