Photos are a funny thing since really, you can only see what’s in frame. In this instance, you see me posing, having fun, giving Tyra my 25 best frames. But what you don’t see is that 15 feet to my right the road is completely torn up, there is a spread of construction barrels and equipment everywhere and you guessed it, about 15 men in orange vests watching me pose in front of a white wall and a man with a camera (my husband, if you were wondering).
My shamelessness is at an all-time low these days. Not that I’m not okay with it. I laugh now because this side of three years ago I would have said no way, but now I just smile and go on with my business. It turns out people don’t think you are as weird as you feel. Within a few minutes the guys went back to work and I was once again invisible. Actually I take that back the former comment; they definitely thought I was weird. And I’m okay with that, too.
Isn’t mint and navy just the best combination? I feel like nothing screams spring like mint. Do you hear that, Spring? I’m now yelling at you. Show up before I have to get nasty, ok?