Well, if everything has gone to plan (by which I mean no mysteriously disappearing airplanes, or anything like that), I should be somewhere over the Atlantic right now*, probably gripping onto the armrest and saying, “DID YOU HEAR THAT NOISE? WHAT WAS THAT NOISE?” in a panicked tone every five minutes, so I figured now might be a good time for some outfit out-takes. At least this way, if you laugh AT me rather than WITH me, I won’t be here to see it, huh?
(I’m joking, by the way: I will read the comments as soon as I land. Probably while I’m waiting for my suitcase to come off the conveyor belt, in fact. So please don’t abandon me!)
(It’s actually just occured to me that scheduling this post may not be the best idea ever, because if something DOES happen to me, it’ll be in REALLY bad taste, won’t it? Er, if it does, though, could one of you make sure the media use the photo on my ‘about page’ in their articles about the tragedy, rather than any of the ones below? Thanks!)
(I really hate that I think like this, but I seriously come off each flight feeling like I’ve just cheated death. The run-up to a trip, meanwhile… well, I don’t get a lot of sleep, let’s put it that way…)
Anyway! On a lighter note, here are some of the photos that didn’t make it into my outfit posts, for what are (hopefully) obvious reasons. If you’re feeling particularly bored, you can find more blogger bloopers here and here, and if you’re looking for outfit information, I’ve linked to the post these came from under each photo – remember that these are all from older posts, though, so not everything will still be available!
The only reason I didn’t use this photo in the post is because my face was over-exposed in it. It had nothing to do with the freaky hand, or strangely smug facial expression, seriously. Nothing at all…
Bloggers: they just do everything for the head-pats, don’t they?
I’ve no idea what I’m doing here, but I DO know the photos in this set were pretty much ALL like this – so much so that I had to re-take the photos another time!
The next time you think you’re having a bad hair day, I want you to remember this photo. Actually, scratch that: please DON’T remember this photo. I repeat: do NOT remember this photo, then it’ll be like it never happened…
Yeah, pretty sure your legs aren’t supposed to do that…
Fifties style skirts: so demure. So ladylike. So WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING IN THIS PICTURE?
And on that note, I think we’ll bring this one to a close. Remember what I said about which photo to give to the media, though…
*Yes, someone is looking after the house, so if you were thinking of burgling it, er, don’t.