I’ve always thought that if my life had a theme song, it would go something along the lines of, “just a mess in a dress doing my best”. Of course, Taylor Swift would sing the lead vocals and there would be an epic trumpet solo leading into a grand finale filled with confetti and extremely enthusiastic jazz hands. That would be ideal.
Unfortunately, real life doesn’t include perfectly timed musical soundtracks or flawless choreography, which is, honestly, a total bummer. However, it does include a lot of messes.
And a lot of lemons.