my poor boyfriend...i dragged him out in 90 degree weather this weekend to take a million pictures for the shop, and not only was it miserably hot/humid as virginia tends to specialize in, but he also had to put up with my grouchy perfectionist demands. "ugh, don't you know how to take a dress off a hanger!" "jeez, not like that, like THIS" etc. he did it with only a very rare grumble and that is why i'm the luckiest bitchy lady in the whole universe. mr. bear, i love you and your shadow peeking out in the occasional picture. xo
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