This grey skirt has been making the rounds on my Instagram lately. Mostly with a certain t-shirt with the F-bomb on the front. Which is pretty much my favourite tee of all time. So when I wore it again, with white this time, I thought why not post one more, man I love summer type outfit before we officially break out the boots for the year, yeah?
But what these photos don’t tell you is that by the time it came to take them on our way out to get dinner I was annoyed. I was annoyed at life, at how hot the day had been, at my car for being dirty, and especially at Mr Suger who was entertaining himself snapping photos of me being a grumpy bitch.
I’m not sure you can understand what goes on in my head sometimes. I get that Mr Suger taking photos is a favour to me. He doesn’t have to. Sure he loves me and should help me out, but he doesn’t HAAAAAVE to. I try to be grateful for how involved he is. How willingly involved he is. But some days I just huff and puff and eye roll and nothing can stop me.
And grateful, well that’s just a distant memory. Eeek.
Sooo, if I look a little grumpy, I am.
If you’ve noticed there are less photos than normal, there are.
But let’s face it, anytime you take a simple white tank, pair it with a simple grey skirt and some white converse sneakers, it must be documented. Even if you’re having a bitch fit and it’s being captured on camera. Maybe even especially if that happens so you can remember that you’re just a jerk with a keyboard. Not the Queen of Sheeba. And perhaps some humility would help. Right, Mr Suger? Haha.
Mr Suger was not harmed in the making of this post.