The comedy is that it's serious. [EDIT: And misspelled. I blame my roommate for giving me the wrong spelling. Leading children with already-bad spelling astray.]
This one's Mariah's, from around 7 PM, November 4th:
I had to grab this one:
ROFLcopter!
My epic fail Jason Mraz banana:
I am wearing a banana necklace:
Above, cardigan: Uniqlo. Green t-shirt: mother's, Old Navy. Banana necklace: Harajuku Lovers. Jeans: American Rag. Socks: dollar store.
Banana necklace ahoy!
P. S. I scratched "I'm a douche" onto Bryan's banana during dinner yesterday, and on the way back, a girl gave us a shocked-disgusted look when I told him, "Bryan, if you ever feel like you don't know who you are anymore, just look at your banana."
And this is too appropriate not to post:
Above, me, Justin, and a Naked banana. Top: delia's. Longsleeve: BP Nordstrom. Skirt: made by my grandmother. Tights: generic. Socks: Target. Flats: Steve Madden.
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