Back In The Wedding Day

Wedding crasher Bow Ties o’ the Day can’t get enough of celebrations, Thus, the crashing. They crash any party they find out about. And, yup, here I am in a dress– probably the last time I wore a dress. This is my oldest sister’s wedding. And my Sister Who Wishes To Remain Nameless stands next to her. They are both hotties. See that look on my face? I was born a deep, dark thinker. I’ve had a forehead o’ worry lines since I was a wee babe.

And Another Epiphany

That moment when you realize you have a weird website about ties, on which you post pictures — mostly of yourself– , and you’re running out of faces to pull. Anyhoo… Bow Tie o’ the Day is a floppy-style wood piece. I’m wearing it with– get ready for it– a tank top. Oh, the happiness! It’s tank top weather! I have mentioned it before, but it deserves repeating: No matter how wrinkly and fat I get, I’m gonna wear my tanks. If you don’t like it, avert your eyes!