Can we all just take a minute and appreciate how incredibly bloggy the above photo is?
The stripes, the rings, the laptop, the white blanket, did I nail it or did I NAIL IT? I know said photo probably caused some of you to eye roll and wonder "why is this happening?" and I understand that, but at the same time when I manage to pull off a pretty stupid photo that is "trendyish" and all over Instagram, I can't help but stand back and be a little proud. Like look at me, maybe people will think I'm a real blogger today.
I like to think this photo says, look how cute and cozy I'm being right now. Life is cute and cozy, isn't it? Fun fun fun. Blankets and coffee and stripes and midi rings ALL day.
What really happened: I spilled that damn coffee all over the stupid white blanket. And then I actually blurted, "This is your punishment for trying to take a ridiculous pic, even God hates selfies. Stop this now." I immediately threw the blanket in the wash and put my yoga pants back on. I don't have time for striped sweaters on Tuesday. And fancy rings? Only when I'm going out.
Look, another leg photo. What are the chances?
I like to think this photo says, just another relaxing night at home sipping a cocktail and reading a funny book! Life is relaxing and grand! Cheers!
What really happened: I sat on the floor. On a small white rug. For a photo. Because I hate myself. We are grown ass women, let's stop sitting on tiny white rugs.
I like to think this photo says, another fun day in Chicago wearing jewelry! I'm a girly girl. Necklaces. Rings. Lipstick! Being a girl is FUN.
What really happened: I used a selfie stick :( and even though this photo sucks it took me like 235 shots just to get it.
What I like to think this photo says, off to brunch in my brunch shirt and having the BEST time. I can barely stop to take this photo I am laughing SO MUCH. BRUNCH!
What really happened:
"Chris, can you get a photo really quick?"
"Ugh, yes fine. Where?"
"I don't care, by this brick wall."
"Do I look weird? Is my hair okay?"
"It's fine. I got it."
(takes photo. I look at photo.)
"Chris, I look homeless! This is the worst photo ever. Why is it so hard for you to take a good photo? It's blurry. And I said close up. Let's just go. It's fine. Whatever."
What I like to think this photo says, this is the trip of our lives! LOVING LIFE.
What really happened: after getting lost and walking two extra miles, we were barely speaking. It was also freezing, raining slightly, and I was mad at Chris for making me go to London in March when it's basically still winter. *I suggested the trip, not him. But when you' re cold and angry, everything is your significant other's fault.
Screw it, this photo is awesome. Zero regrets here. I may live in the city of pizza, but I'll take good old Dominos any day.
Alright Instagram world, let's go take on the day. Show me your best "look at these flowers in front of my face while I stand in front of a bright yellow door" pics! Seriously, what's not to love?
And if you write your own "pull back the curtain" post make sure to tell me so I can hop over and see it. K thanks bye!!!!!!