BROKEN GLASS WINDOW IN MY APARTMENT (soo Anthropologie!) / MAN’S DOWNWARD LOOKING FACE
This is what I like to call a “meta”-thinger, because when you shatter a glass window in your bedroom simply by backing up into it lightly, you too want to look downward in shame. Its a low-point of sorts, you guys, and I’m not proud, and I’m definitely not proud that I tacked a piece of paper behind it as a “repair,” BUT I’m not not-proud that I was somehow still able to turn this fat-ass-trophe (like catastophe?! see what I did there? hire me, Any Woman’s Magazine!) into a fun doppelthinger shape.
In next weeks post: watch as I have to spend my week’s savings on a new window and tip for the repairman! Hilarity ensues!