Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Eleven months, two weeks, three days and this morning.

This might be the only picture to exist of me on new years eve.
(Besides some questionable bounce house pictures, but those will most likely not be shared. Yikes.)
6am rained out walk home with Cole!
Wet hair shellacked to my face and neck, wet (fake!) fur hat resembling Einsteins' hair after a good shower, soaking wet boots/jacket/pants/sobriety, but most importantly, motherfucking impeccable red lips.
Thanks MAC, you really pull through for me the once a month I wear you.

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