Colossal Mistake

I don't know what I was thinking wearing these skinny cargos inward this horrendous texan summer. It goes every minute high every minute 110ºF lately. 110ºF people! It's no joke. I wanted to rip-them-off my trunk (Salman Khan agency @5.58 mark!), it was that horrible. And to add together to my misery I decided to direct maintain outfit shots.

Husband: I am non getting a practiced shot 'coz you lot are frowning!
Me: I am frowning, 'coz I am dying inward this heat!
Husband: Just milkshake it off as well as endeavor again
Me: *in.my.head* No thing how much e'er I milkshake this oestrus aint gonna become anywhere!
Husband: You aren't giving me a practiced pose.
Me: *in.my.head* How tin sack I pose, when I am dying!??!

Let's only say, I am only glad nosotros got a few decent shots, 'coz clearly I wasn't fifty-fifty trying!