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April 28, 2008

I'd Pair it with Leggings and Six Inch Stilettos

Being a blogger can sometimes put you in awkward situations. Like, say for instance, when you are having a lovely outdoor dinner with a lovely group of people and suddenly you just have to pull your camera out of your purse to take a photograph of a random man wearing a pink cow print shirt. (Or is it leopard? Cow or leopard? Clearly, I am not very knowledgeable in the area of spotted animals.)

Pinkcowshirt

Because letting the awesomeness of that shirt go undocumented would be so very wrong.

Comments

HA ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh my god, that's hilarious! And I don't think the angle could be more perfect!

OMG, this is absolutely priceless! It's the second post I've seen this morning with a candid camera shot of a man who's clearly confident of his wardrobe choices! Crack me up! Love the blog! TP

OMG, this is absolutely priceless! It's the second post I've seen this morning with a candid camera shot of a man who's clearly confident of his wardrobe choices! Crack me up! Love the blog! TP

hahaha! Was he posing for you on purpose? This is too perfect, lol.

I have been tempted to do this so many times, but never had the guts.

I love you for taking this photo. I wouldn't have believed it otherwise!

That shirt has Simon Doonan all over it! I love it!

This could only be better if fringe was involved! Classic!

xox

I thought you were going to say that someone interrupted your dinner b/c they recognized you from your blog! :) -- I'm always taking photos at awkward times too, but they're always worth it!

As the resident cow expert, I refuse to accept responsibility for that print. It belongs to another spotted animal that is found no where in real life.

Hee-thanks for the laugh!

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