I have something to admit. I am not a real blogger. I am an imposter. Why? Because to be a real blogger, you have to be able to DIY the crap out of everything and any trend. I cannot do that.
I tried. I semi-failed. Semi-failed because I deemed these shorts still wearable. They are supposed to be more… ripped and shredded, you know, awesome. Instead, it looks like I gave up after making the initial incisions. I can assure you that I did not give up.
I ripped, clawed at, used a prickly thing from my dad’s tool box, washed, dried, and repeated. For days.
Apparently, Banana Republic makes their denim tough.
The owner of that beautiful bike was unchaining it to ride it off into the sunset at the moment these photos were taken. Awkward.
I am also not a real blogger because I do not enjoy tea or coffee. And I do not have blogger friends who get together and have bloggy conversations and post photos (although I want to. Badly). I don’t even own a SLR. Or know that that stands for. And I have only observed fashion week via Instagram.
But, I do have a photographer boyfriend. So there.
They aren’t that bad, are they?
The moral of the story is, we can’t all be the picture perfect bloggers that we follow, but we can try our hardest to be our best selves.
Oh also, I have a giveaway. That makes me a real blogger right?
I felt like I was being followed by paparazzi. It was weird.
And I secretly hoped some people around us thought so too. That Ugly Mug was paparazzi, not that it was weird.
And then I really felt like I was being papped.
All photos credit of Ugly Mug Photography
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