as promised, i tried to keep my end of the bargain. you knit me a kickass cowl (that i have been wearing all the time, btw), and i give you a moody, emo photo shoot worthy of all the cowl-wearing modelicious fashion types strutting their way across the interwebs. did someone say fierce?
uhm, perhaps not.
i tried, i really did. but no one told me how hard it is to take a picture of yourself in your bathroom mirror without cutting half your face off.
or how all the little toothpaste globs on the mirror would look really gross.
or how my backup photographer would rather just go for a bike ride.
that's the if you'd just take the dang picture already we could go for a stupid bike ride fake smile.
but mainly? i give really, really bad emo.
i know. stop laughing. but i do think the bike-helmet hair really added to the fashiony-ness of it all.