I don't crave the warmth of your unconditional approval.
Long subway rides are the perfect time to take some glamorous glamor shots!
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(Thanks to my clever, clever roommate for thinking this up and making us do it, even though we were all tired and whiny! See also: this Improv Everywhere stunt. I don’t know if this is where S got the idea or if the subway just suggests such activities!)
I’m glad someone had a classy backdrop on hand. That makes or breaks a glamor shot session.
Doesn’t it just? Luckily, Sara never goes anywhere without her all-purpose beige sheet.
I always have it because I’m like a crazy boy-scout, over-prepared. It even has my internet name written on it, why you ask, well for two purposes: 1) so I can lay it down, walk away and come back later to try to claim my spot. 2) so I know which side goes on the the ground and which side is for sitting on, aka which side is gross and which side it fine. And my internet name, instead of my real name so weirdo’s who try to talk to me can be identified.
