First aid for a ladder

Look, this happens to me at least once a week. By now you can call me a skilled problemsolver. So what do we do when we leave home in a good mood in the morning and arrive at the office to find a torn pantyhose?

That hole may be gaping, but we are fierce and we don’t care. Tomorrow we’ll just replace that thing.

Artistic as we are, we turn it into a work of art. Here a hole, there a ladder. “Of course I bought it like this,” you argue with a colleague.

The first thing May-Britt shouted: “Take it off immediately. Bare legs It’s so much prettier.” I understand all that, but what if there are those huge (soy) milk bottles underneath? That’s why I recently added a little bottle of self-tanner to Clarins my bag essentials.

Oh, how ingenious we women are. Alexander Klöpping, move over!