This guy up here only put up with me for all of two minutes, and they were for my official senior photos. I have to maybe pay him two hundred big buckaroos for a couple of awkward, cheesy smiles frozen in time. Stellar.
Do all of you have glossy white desks, on which you photograph cool statement necklaces and still-steaming coffee, and artsy, indestructible planners? Where do you find so many cool statement necklaces?
(I also ate half that croissant breakfast sandwich.) (And half an unpictured cronut.) (And then took a three hour nap. WHY DO I FIND IT OKAY TO ADMIT THESE THINGS ON THE INTERNET.)
When do you find the time to listen to podcasts? Do you really go about your days in Rockstuds and Choo's? But, like, then why are your feet forever perfectly pedicured and un-blistered? Will you teach me your ways?
How does your blog not completely revolve around food? I think I need an intervention judging by the contents of this post. Anyone wanna recommend a hobby? That's not too physically taxing or mentally draining?
Happy Tuesday, errrr'yone!