Remember the picture I posted last week of the Husband and I?
Yes, that one. The one in which you were all so complimentary and I had a day or two where I walked around the world with my head a little higher thinking, "Yeah. I'm hot."
Well, careful examination of that photo has reaffirmed what I secretly suspected years ago.
That I have the Runaway Bride Eyes.
Remember her? The crazy chick who ran away from home, then came back days later claiming she had been raped and kidnapped? Only we found afterward that she made it all up to avoid having to get married?
Well, say hello to the RB and her blond twin, Stie:
I know, right?
I offer you further proof of my crazy eyes in a photo taken at the Hershey factory in Pennsylvania (Note: I do not normally wear paper hats as my staple fashion accessory):
And more proof here:
What disturbs me most is that I remember the pictures being posted of her and everyone in the media commenting about how you could just tell "by the look in her eyes" that she was crazy and unstable.
I ask you, dear friends, what does that say about me?
Never mind. Don't answer that.
P.S. Have you seen all the exciting sessions happening here?