The bad news is…I’ve been given the opportunity to interview Robin Roberts of Good Morning America via satellite on the local ABC affiliate.
The invitation led to last night’s series of thoughts circulating my head like the pinwheel held by the pig in that Geico commercial. After all, you don’t wanna go embarrassing yourself and Grandma and anyone else who normally claims you as family.
And so the thoughts began:
What do I wear?
What color won’t wash me out?
Should I wear Spanx or try to look natural as I suck in my tummy, yet not sound like I inhaled a helium balloon?
Hair down, or up?
Paint my nails or am I the only one who will notice they are in dire need of a manicure?
Cross my legs, or just my ankles?
What if I have a booger?
Oh, the worries.
I love doing interviews, but also love being able to hide behind a microphone and only be heard through the radio. No one knows if I’m slouched in my chair, wearing sweats that don’t match, or holding a Starbucks while speaking because I stayed up too late.
And I certainly don’t wear Spanx.