Now that I’m home again, I get to use my little brother as a fashion consultant.
He has a passive aggressive approach.
If he just stares, I should change.
If he blinks at me, the outfit is a win.
If he breathes and blinks at the SAME time, I’m basically FASHION.
It’s so good to be home! :D
Late night Whataburger with my little brother <333 I love him! He brought the vegetarian a grilled cheese on Texas toast! The best. I was lost in the stupid feels earlier but now I am touched by his 15 year old self and have something to sincerely smile about :D
Being home you pick up a few habits you thought you’d lost whilst at school.
SO I’m downstairs sitting at the dining room table nomming on some grapes, the whole house is empty and I’ve been confused but go with it because that’s my house sometimes and my brother runs down the stairs points at me and says
“No more food for you! Mom and Dad are going to pick us up for lunch. Go upstairs and change!”
Yessir smallish teenage brother sir.
Guess my bacon strips shirt didn’t make the cut…
my perfect excuse for not leaving the house today?
it’s 106 outside,
and this day I choose life and not death by dehydration and heat stroke.
So far today I’ve
Now I think I shall bike in the Texas sun.