3 posts tagged “photo whore”
Aaaaaaand we're back!
I really don't even know where to start...
We just got back yesterday, we're super jet lagged, but it's all good...because instead of relaxing and sleeping in, we're back at work and trying to find a place to live as we're basically getting kicked out of our flat on April 30th.
Woooo!
The BayVox meet-up was probably one of the coolest nights of my life...
Honestly.
I got to meet a ton of my Vox Homies, drank Cosmos, sang Karaoke, and even received THREE glorious bottles of Vox Vodka.
Best. Night. Ever.
Instead of me trying to chronologically explain to you how busy, fun, drunk, and memorable our wedding reception and trip back to the 916 was...
I'll just show you...
Out of the 706 photographs we combined from most of our family members, these are our favorites....
Vox, meet Bug.
Bug
is my darling baby Chihuahua that I cold heartedly abandoned when I moved to London.
She has it really tough at my parents house.
(Big yard to run around, and is regularly forced to play with our 2 other dogs. I know. I'm horrible.)
She has a wonky Paris Hilton eye, a floating patella that will need a $1400 surgery to correct, and occasionally requires that her butt glands be drained...
But other than that, she's really low maintenance.
(my Mom insists that she sleep on her pillow every night)
and we've been cuddling and having mad photo sessions together since I've been back.
As you can see, she's pretty drained from playing The Sock Game this morning...
I'm not usually such a photo whore, but some things just need sharing, posting, and voxing.
The other morning I received a lovely gift from my fabulous online lover pal LeendaDLL, who not only created this wonderful Tshirt, but was gracious enough to send a couple across the pond for me!
Thank you Leeeeeenda, and MelMega for the suggesting this brilliant idea!
Iain and my Mom teamed up to find me the glorious cupcake slippers from Old Navy. They're perfect for sliding around on hardwood floors to "Sexyback".
I have yet to take them off. I even wear them in the bath.
My sister completely spoiled me, and sent me what I like to call "Carrie Bradshaw Ruby Slippers". I would actually never spend the money or have the balls to buy these for myself, so hats off to my sister for getting me out of my cowboy boots.
These will actually match my wedding dress -which YES I will post a picture of soon- so I guess they'll my "Something New" or perhaps my "Something Shiny".
As far as my "Something Old" goes; if the gigantic zit that I begged Iain to photo shop out of the above pictures festers on my face for a couple more weeks, I suppose that will suffice...
And for the final installment of my photo whore excursion, behold the Anne Taintor-esque masterpiece that the ever handsome Iain concocted.
