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In which I was NOT naked. I can prove it.
Have you ever had one of those days taken/seen one of those pictures?
You know… the one with the underwear on the floor. Or the overweight old guy in a speedo thong in the background of your awesome shot on a California beach?
Or somebody is picking their nose, or dirty dishes, etc, and whathaveyou?
So… it was almost not April 1st. And in order to fulfill my photo-a-day obligation (to me) I needed to take a picture according to the theme “YOUR REFLECTION”.
NO PROBLEMA.
I HAVE THIS DOWN.
Right?
Well,
- I hadn’t showered in {unnamed number of} days.
I think that’s plenty enough reason!
I took a few pictures. BECAUSE (let’s be honest, here).
And, truth be told, I was in my bathroom. Getting ready for bed. And used the bathroom mirror. Which reflected not only my collection of robes (I run cold, OK?! At least I don’t have a collection of Snuggies… OR DO I???)….
Aaaaanwho… the mirror also reflected a bra I had hanging up on a hook, so I thought, “I’ll just get in tighter and by the Power of Instagram I will crop that bra out!”
This is the finished product:
I was happy with it. The focused landed more on my phone than me, which helped distract from my filth.
But then my friend Kami was all, “Naked!”
And I was all, “Whu?”
And then I was all, “HUH?!”
And then I was all, “OH. SNAP. STINKIN’!!!”
To prove to you I was not in fact nekkid, here…
Oh. That’s wrong.
How about this one?
So.
SEE????
I was wearing clothes!
Somehow I feel that in my effort to prove one thing… I may have proven a completely other thing, which may or may not be a good thing.
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I kinda liked it better when I thought you were naked. ha.
You are such a man.
Wait.
That green dunno thing looks suspiciously like one of those contraptions you put on your kids head to shield them from the soapy water getting into their eyes while you rinse the shampoo out of their hair.
We all know you put on the shirt for the last shot Jenny. Don’t lie. :p
HA!!!! You know what it is? It’s a visor — from a birthday party. You should be a detective!
And also re: changing… Bwahahahaha!!!
Yeah, I know these shots. Remember that one of the two of us in my bathroom? Wearing the strapless dresses that could not be seen? And ther aftermath of laughter and then disaster that took place? Oy. 😉
Aaaand, I may or may not have left a practical bra hanging during a recent family get-together. Although, I’m pretty sure most of my relatives and friends know I have boobs. Whatevs.
The bra in the background made this picture MORE awesome.
Ahahahaha…nekkid pics! Yeesssss!! OOhhh, you know you totes put that shirt on for that last one Jen! 😉 It’s okay, you don’t to tell fibs. I thought your pics were verrry tasteful!! Teehee…
I was scrapping some pictures of my daughter and I from our black friday shopping trip this past year. (She was almost 5…and it was her first (of many) trips with all the gals in my family.)
On my pages I included an absolutely awful picture of me that she took while we were bored, waiting in an insanely LONG line…only because there was a creepy guy smiling at us in that background. Haha! And I journaled about him too. Poor guy…forever in my book of precious memories as ‘the creepy guy’…just because he was smiling at my daughter taking a pic of her mama. *shrugs shoulders* I’m over it. 😉