Dorks on a Train
Chris and I traveled up to Westchester this weekend to get together with his family for a belated celebration of his grandmother’s 80th birthday. On the way home, we were practicing his “camera smile”. It quickly devolved into this:
At least we got one sane shot.
And yeah, my hair is dark now. Because that’s what Mother Nature intended…and anything else is just too darned pricey to maintain in this city.
2 comments:
LOL, Elina and I have folders and folders full of photos like these. And I like the hair!
I totally need to work on my camera smile!