Hello,
It took some convincing and a pat or push on the back from myself to finally agree to share this story with you. But here I am sharing it with you. So ever since I can recall, Sundays were and still are very sacred days in my family. We would dress up, go to church, go to lunch and the rest of the day would be spent just laying around and doing pretty much nothing. Okay, maybe homework and all the Monday preps. Now, I live miles away from my family but that didn't break that tradition. I still consider Sundays very special days. I dress up, go to church, meet up with friends when I am not working. At the end of the day when I want pictures for the blog, I stop at my roommate's workplace so she can take my pictures. So one Sunday, I stopped at my roomie's as usual to get my pictures taken when all of a sudden I had the urge to pee. I mean, come ONNNN! My brain started processing the worse scenarios if I peed on myself in the middle of a parking lot. After few cups of coffee (diuretic), let me tell you it is hard to hold it in for hours.
I pulled up my big girl panties and took couple shots before I run home to relieve myself. That's the story of how I cut short my photo session. It's unbelievable what goes on behind most pictures on the blogsphere.
{Jacket: Amazon // Blouse: H&M // Trousers: Forever 21 // Pumps: Express // Chocker&Scarf: Gabes}
It took some convincing and a pat or push on the back from myself to finally agree to share this story with you. But here I am sharing it with you. So ever since I can recall, Sundays were and still are very sacred days in my family. We would dress up, go to church, go to lunch and the rest of the day would be spent just laying around and doing pretty much nothing. Okay, maybe homework and all the Monday preps. Now, I live miles away from my family but that didn't break that tradition. I still consider Sundays very special days. I dress up, go to church, meet up with friends when I am not working. At the end of the day when I want pictures for the blog, I stop at my roommate's workplace so she can take my pictures. So one Sunday, I stopped at my roomie's as usual to get my pictures taken when all of a sudden I had the urge to pee. I mean, come ONNNN! My brain started processing the worse scenarios if I peed on myself in the middle of a parking lot. After few cups of coffee (diuretic), let me tell you it is hard to hold it in for hours.
I pulled up my big girl panties and took couple shots before I run home to relieve myself. That's the story of how I cut short my photo session. It's unbelievable what goes on behind most pictures on the blogsphere.
{Jacket: Amazon // Blouse: H&M // Trousers: Forever 21 // Pumps: Express // Chocker&Scarf: Gabes}
Proof of my unfamous story!
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