Because I was unable to go to BlogHer, I was unable to rock this little black dress the first night of BlogHer, attending parties along with the other SlimPerfect models. I did, however, want to make it up to Casey, the owner of SlimPerfect, by modeling the dress for her, as she wanted real life models for her website. I enlisted my trusty photographer, a.k.a. hubby, but this will be the last time it seems.
My husband’s fired from being my photographer again.
I was doing my best to keep a straight face, and he did his best to get me to make inappropriate gestures. And what’s the worst part about it? This isn’t the first time, and I fall for it each. friggin’. time. Last time it was “Hey, smooth out your pants a little?” And so I did. And then I hear, as I’m smoothing out my pants, “Ok hold on..” and as I pause and look up, SNAP!
This time it was, “Hey babe, I think your boobs are crooked!”
“Huh?” I reply, reaching down, adjusting the ladies.
*FLASH*
Uh huh, crooked, huh? Nice picture of me groping myself, babe. {smacks head}
This of course led to an uncontrollable bout of laughter and giggling, for being caught it such a dumb trap to begin with. So instead of my trying my best to keep a straight face, I was out of control. Laughing. Hysterically.
Damn hubby. Good things he’s cute. He’s still fired, though.
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“Alright honey, smile for the camera.”
“No wait, look sexy. Yeah, give me sexy.”
“Oh, yeah, daddy likes.”
“Babe, your boobs are crooked! Heh. KIDDING!”
“No seriously, be serious, here. Stop laughing.”
“Stop laughing, babe. (By the way, you’re totally letting me frame the boob picture, right?”
“I’m serious. Like, on our bedroom ceiling? Right?”
Nice try, though, babe.
Psst, by the way, if you want to try one of these awesome dresses, they’re on sale 50% right now at SlimPerfect.com using the code “BLOGHER” (and be on the lookout, I’ll be holding a giveaway for a SlimPerfect dress here soon!)
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