So, in this post I’m doing two things I said I wasn’t going to do. I’m posting a pic which features my kid as more than a faceless newborn and me in my, not quite as fit as I’d like to be, shape. I realized I was being ridiculously vain and if the dreaded anonymous wants to tell me that I’m fat and ugly, so be it. The hubs thinks I’m hot. Ah ha. Oh and everybody swear you won’t kidnap my bambino. I know he’s pretty but he’s mine. Ok, conceited parent moment is over. Anyway, a promise is a promise. So, here you have it. My first outfit post. I did not attempt any sort of artistic shot. We all have our strengths. Modeling is not so much mine.
A little background for you. We threw the dude a pirate themed first birthday party, hence the classy palm tree beer cooler. You gotta entertain the adults somehow at a one year old’s party. Oh, and he had just eaten his cake which necessitated the shirtless action. Plus, he likes to show off his pecs.
In case anyone is interested…the dress is Francis, the bangle vintage and the huaraches are from Target. Please close the browser before you commence with laughing your arse off. Many thanks.
As most of you know, I went to the Warped Tour on Sunday. It was the first time I got to see Meg’s bro play which was cool. Surprisingly, I didn’t hate the screaming (singing). Ah ha. Above is my attempt at rocker chic. The shirt is a fabulous TitTees lightning bolt tank. The skirt is from Target. The jelly bracelets are from I don’t know where. The leather fringe earrings are Urban Outfitters. And the look wouldn’t be complete without Cons. This was at the beginning of the day before I sweated more than I’ve ever sweated in my life and before I was caught in a wicked downpour. All of this occurred without one complaint from moi. I think the hubs is still in shock over my good nature.
p.s. I know the pics are small. Meg re-sized them for me, but Blogger wanted to keep them itsy bitsy. Boo.