Or… maybe not.
I just feel like I need to bust out break dance moves or do some of that fresh freestyle rap stuff like the cool kids that goes something like, “Yeah, was sup~ I want a big car and a big house~ yeah~ #@)$&%*^@%!&$(@%(_@&%”
What could it be? What has gotten into me?
Honestly, I had to contemplate for quite some time whether to post these pics because in some of them I totally look like I have something in my pants near the crotch area. (made you look. now you know what I’m talking about if you didn’t before.) I blame the hubby… of course for no apparent reason.
Jeffrey Campbell Flava hi-top sneakers, Orange Zara track pants from Hong Kong, Chanel 2.55 Reissue, Sunglasses from a street vendor on Garosugil (가로수길), Hubby’s t-shirt, Anorak-style vest that looks like what fisherman wears from Dongdaemun in Seoul (동대문)
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