Goodbye Granola Girl

A funny thing is happening to me. My tastes are changing. I used to be a granola-girl, Birkenstock-wearing type. Now I'm becoming very girly, even teetering on the edge of slutty. Look at these shoes I bought this spring! Five years ago, I never would have considered wearing them. Now I'm getting into big hoop earrings, handbags, scarves, and sexy lingerie. And Brad never complaines about how much I spend at Victoria's Secret.

Of course, all this applies outside of work, where I still have to maintain a professional veneer and where I even look vaguely librarian-esque. A co-worker who is new on campus this year told me that before he met me, he thought I was uptight and stoic. Far from it! In fact, I plan to let my hair down at the Silver Dollar this Friday. I hear there's a good band playing. Maybe I'll score with one of the band members after the show...