Wedding crasher Bow Ties o’ the Day can’t get enough of celebrations, Thus, the crashing. They crash any party they find out about. And, yup, here I am in a dress– probably the last time I wore a dress. This is my oldest sister’s wedding. And my Sister Who Wishes To Remain Nameless stands next to her. They are both hotties. See that look on my face? I was born a deep, dark thinker. I’ve had a forehead o’ worry lines since I was a wee babe.
And Another Epiphany
That moment when you realize you have a weird website about ties, on which you post pictures — mostly of yourself– , and you’re running out of faces to pull. Anyhoo… Bow Tie o’ the Day is a floppy-style wood piece. I’m wearing it with– get ready for it– a tank top. Oh, the happiness! It’s tank top weather! I have mentioned it before, but it deserves repeating: No matter how wrinkly and fat I get, I’m gonna wear my tanks. If you don’t like it, avert your eyes!