I've had an increasingly difficult time breathing, over the week. My friend finally forced me to the doctor who informed me that I had been walking around with three fractured ribs all week. I'm no genius but I would go ahead and say it happened right about the time I took this photo, while working a show:

I'm not taking pain killers for it. I figure if I walked around this long with the problem, I could tough it out. Although what I lack pain killers I make up for in things I should strap and wrap to my chest to keep my ribs from malunion.
One being a nude colored tape. Today I tried to wrangle my boobs into this tape, to see what life would be like if I was a little more like Ken than Barbie.

It was a task that got boring pretty quickly for me, but I think I found out my pups new favorite game!

all this rib talk sure makes a girl hungry.
mmmmmmmmmm riiiiiiiiiiiiibs















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