Let’s just start off by clearing the air – it seems that Annie and I obviously both love to name our posts after Maroon 5 songs, but I assure you that the pun I’ve weaved into my title is indeed intended. It also seems that there’s a common theme going on here- what’s the fascination with giraffes you ask? Let me explain.
By now, you may be wondering why the hell would someone voluntarily choose to dress like a giraffe. Here’s why: unlike Annie’s mad struggles with awkward baby giraffe poses and her lack of explanation as to why her body parts unintentionally flail around mid-pose, I’ve concluded that if I camouflage myself as giraffe, people won’t dare ask me why my posture replicates said animal. If you dress the part, you become the part, right?. It’s just smart thinking really.
No but in all seriousness, I’m just naturally inclined to animal prints in general – leopard being the biggest culprit. So when I saw this giraffe print blazer, it instantly tugged at my heart strings and the rest is add to cart, check out, history.
As you can imagine, the love and excitement in my eyes when I received my package was of pure adoration; it can only really be described in comparison to a mother seeing her baby for the first time or replicated by 100 heart eyed emojis. No exaggeration guys. But my boy had other ideas. Even after over 3 years of dating, he never seems to run out of rude insults directed at my choice of clothing. If I recall correctly, his exact words were: ‘What the f*** do you think you are? A giraffe?’. Why yes, yes I am. Such a charmer.
So what’s the lesson here?
Perhaps this will communicate it better than I can: http://instagram.com/p/yVPFCUnjpM