A Truce, Of Sorts
Scooters and I, we aren't friends. When I took a trip to BC last year, there was an unfortunate incident involving me crashing a scooter in the middle of an intersection. I was stuck on the ground underneath a scooter, cars stopped all around, my pink flannel pyjama pants torn, and my boobs going all over the place cause I wasn't wearing a bra (I had just woke up). The next day I had the ugliest bruise you have ever seen, that was the exact shape of the mirror that broke off the bike. So yeah, needless to say, we're not friends.
However, just because it didn't work out, that doesn't mean that I can't absolutely LOVE this Scooter Cutting Board at Elsewares.
5 comments:
Jane, I love you.
So does my scooter.
p.s. it's Gabby. Apparently I go by Sha Na Na.
Jane, why were you on a scooter in your pjamas?
That is a good question Laura. I reiterate it. Or, more specifically, if you were on a scooter in your pajamas without a bra on, why were you zooming around in traffic?
I'll bet it's a great story.
Anyways, I like that this silhouette is riding along with the woodgrain.
Love.
Jane told me that she's going to leave you guys in suspense!
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