*Jumps up and down and waves* Hey hey heyyyyyyy, were you looking for me?! No?! Well dag you didn’t have to say it so quickly. Let a sistah down easy.
Fine then, let me make it up to you with some grade A Miss Foodie Fab foolery. Andddd……action!
You feel better now, you took the hate out your heart?! We good?! Did you get your woo woo woo on?!
Yes, you did. Don’t deny it. You still love me!
Fall is here as you know. Le. Boo. I’m not a fan of Fall. I’m a summer girl all day! It pains me to have to put away my maxi dresses and flip-flops every year.
So of course I had to enjoy the last days of the nice weather we had in Atlanta by breaking out my sandals and MC Hammer pants, or at least that’s what the mister calls them, one last time.
Every time I rock my Forever 21 tribal print pants the mister makes me do the Hammer dance. He’s such a hater on my fashion sense. Bless his heart. I’m convinced that is grounds for separation, but whatever.
Now y’all know I don’t do outfit posts, per say, but I do love getting my snap and pose on.
Ohhh and Bitzie, my hair, was very happy and manic that day so I decided she needed to be seen.
It’s amazing how hair can be bipolar. Some days she can be all, “I need some Cymbalta” then the next day she’s all, “Trick, I’m fabulous!” I’ve learned to let her just do what she do.
The mister was looking kinda cute that day as well so I turned the camera around on him.
How do you like my tribal print pants?
XOXO, Miss Foodie Fab!