Take a moment to look at your thumb poking straight in the air. Now, picture my face in the place of your thumbnail. THAT, my friends, is what I looked like all night last night, unbeknownst to me.
I wore a…
Why is it when I looked in the mirror I thought to myself “yes. A perfect lumberjack (thanks for the idea Marianne). Turtleneck, flannel shirt, big jeans, stuffed belly, dirty hat, suspenders…. oh yeah.”
Lumberjack, my fanny! I know now why they are called turtlenecks. Have you looked at a turtle recently? They look like your thumb… only spotty.
Do you see a chin? Nooo!?! Oh, the shame…
Therefore, note to self. Never, ever wear a turtleneck again. It’s called that for a reason.