I have this funny little walk.
It's kind of like a duck.
Floppy.
And Momma noticed of course.
She used to do a little modeling, back in the day.
She told me what to do and how to fix it.
So I was working at the restaurant the other night and practicing how I walk.
One foot in front of the other.
Barely sway the hips.
Shoulders back.
Work it.
Fierce.
I went to ask some ladies how they were doing and one of them said,
"Girl, you have a mean walk. And I should know."
Turns out, she used to be a model and currently trains them for the run way.
Mission accomplished, Mom!
Now I can go back to walking like a duck.
Then, Anggie and I did prego Tiff walking impressions.
Maybe I'll start walking that way.
{aka waddling}
It's fun!
