Come what may, no matter the consequences, I cannot hold this in any longer! Let it be known from this day forth that I hate, with a sickening guttural passion, the sight, smell, and taste of Peeps, those sugar coated evil chick incarnates.
I have no place for them in my life. First you've got the marshmallow, inherently sweet, because marshmallows are just a fancy word for sugar you know. Then you cover that fluffy sugar concoction with a layer of neon colored sugar crystals and dot it with a chocolate chickadee eye. It's all too much!
Too dang much.
So there's that.
And while I'm on the topic of possibly unpopular dislikes, I need to address this particular shoe style (an espadrille I assume) while it's still fresh in my judgmental mind.
Never mind the fact that if I wore these they would go up to my knees (since I'm hobbit-like in les jambes area), but really why I dislike them is because if ever I suddenly did gain the ability to tan, these shoes would leave the silliest of tan lines. For shame! And I just don't need more imaginary worries in my life right now. So I reject these contraptions purely on principle.
But now that I've most assuredly turned a good portion of you peoples away, I have a bit of news that not a one of you lovelies could possibly think offensive. Saturday is this blog's one year anniversary! As Bosco would say, "That's ridiculous. That doesn't seem possible."
Well it is if I'm going off of when my first post was. If I was going off of when I first entered the planning stages, that would have been back in January of last year. That's a long time you guys!
So to celebrate the fact that I've been super dedicated and that you guys sure are Awesome and Really the Best Bunch of Peeps (not the gross sugar kind) That Ever Existed, I want to do a little something fun . . . on Monday.
Come back Monday! For reals! If you miss this you will kick yourself in hurtful areas!