But this sweater I love. Which might be more for the design than for the neck nonsense. That's probably it, actually. Also, I got this baby at a thrift store in NC for about seven dollars which in my world is a steal of a deal. I bought it, took it home, tried to wash knit wool (the worst experience ever) and have never looked back.
I feel like a 90s mom or a ski bunny in aspen (channelling Mary Swanson, duh). I'm pretty okay with it. Obviously.
Unrelated: Dan always wants me to smile when he takes these pictures. He's like "Okay, smile!" And I'm like dude I'm trying to smize here! But I end up smiling anyway because my sexy smolder needs some serious work.
Also, can we take a moment and enjoy this little pose? So catalog. Tyra would hate it.
No comments:
Post a Comment