My gift to you: bad pictures of me.
For every picture I post about what I wear, there are fifteen bad ones I delete. Minimum.
Or, in this case, compile in one spot for your viewing pleasure. You’re welcome.
Now if that doesn’t make you feel better about yourself than I don’t know what will.
I hope all of today’s photos are picture perfect since you know they’ll end up on facebook soon.
Merry Christmas, fools.