Thursday, February 21, 2008

tied up

Folks, I would like to share with you a picture of what I accomplished yesterday morning:


Doesn't look like much does it? Just me in my guest bathroom. I'm not even looking at the camera. But look again. Look at the bow on my shirt. Look at how perfect it is. You know why it looks so good? Because I. AM. AWESOME.

I spent at least 25 minutes tying it, untying it, and then retying it until it was perfect because I am obsessive like that. Then I got in my car to head to the office and flatten it beyond repair. So yeah, I accomplished nothing. A large chunk of my morning wasted on nothing. Stupid bow. Stupid me.


  1. Been there, done that. I used to have a roommate who could tie perfect bows. I should have married her instead of my husband.

  2. And that is why I am terrified to wear my wrap blouse. The end.

  3. the thumbnail of this on flickr kinda makes it look like you aren't wearing pants.
    love the bow though - can't tie them to save my life so you'll have to fly in to tie them for miss annabel!