Wearing Clothes Inside Out and Mirrors. And Hamsters. And Photobombs.

Here’s a picture of my feet on the shore of the Pacific Ocean… at the Bacara Resort in Santa Barbara.

*I die*

I am so creative with writing something in the sand and taking a picture of my feet while a bit of water rolls in.

Nobody’s ever done that!

Right?

Oh.

Sometimes I like to pretend I am a grown-up. You know, put on make-up and fix my hair and pretend I don’t trip when I walk or drool when sleeping on airplane/in a car/on my pillow every night…

When I am feeling especially grown up and fancy I take a picture of myself by the pool/beach… Overcast or not overcast…

I was livin’ large at this pool:

*I die*

*Again*

A few moments after I took my “I am so cool lounging in Santa Barbara” picture… I realized I was wearing my swim suit bottoms inside out… which reminded me that earlier in the day I wore my shirt backwards for half the day, and not on a day I stayed home.

Read: THERE WERE WITNESSES.

My winning never ends.

Friends, I can’t even blame getting dressed in the dark, BECAUSE I DIDN’T GET DRESSED IN THE DARK.

Aaaaanywho…

I could totally show you a picture I took of a pier while in Santa Barbara, high atop a bluff at the lovely Bacara… So romantic.

But if I only shared that picture, I would be hiding something. I can’t show you my beautiful pier picture without showing you the one I photobombed .

Yes. I photobomb my own pictures. Doesn’t everybody?

At least all my clothes were on right-side out!

I think.

I have no idea what I was saying. Probably, “BACARA BABY!”

Or… Oh I have no idea.

Last, but not least… my bathroom there had a tub. The tub had mirrors on both ends. MIRRORS!!!!

I’m worse than a hamster. Hamsters get wheels and tubes. Me? Just give me mirrors.

No, seriously…

How could I resist?

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