The Worst Picture of Me of All Time

Seriously, I wouldn't joke around like this.

Hi all! Before we get to ~the photo~ (which you can clearly see below, lol) I have an announcement: Newsletter day is moving to Wednesdays! Now that I’m working full time again I’ve got a lot on my little boss babe plate on Mondays/Tuesdays, so we’re gonna try out Wednesdays for a bit. Hope you’ll enjoy it just as much on a different day<3

Stay tuned for tomorrow’s full newsletter, and in the meantime, I thought I owed you a special little treat: The worst photo of me in existence.

I don’t know what happened to make it look like I’m balding with a combover but I’m so glad it did. I cherish this photo.

I know what you’re thinking… Is that Gary Oldman in Slow Horses? No, it is in fact, me. I took this photo as a “ha ha” to send to my friends right after I threw up one fateful Sunday in May, but little did I know, Jeffery and I both were in for 48+ hours of food poisoning hell. I’ll spare you the details (only because I don’t have time), but suffice it to say: We got the full Bridesmaids special.

No offense Itto sushi in Jersey City, but you’re dead to me.

Okay, more tomorrow!!

Need a gift suggestion for your mother-in-law’s birthday? Stuck on how to rearrange the furniture in your living room? Want to know what to do with a jar of marinated artichokes? Come to mama. Hit me up with your questions, and I'll answer them in an upcoming letter.

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