Feel like you’ve seen this before? Yep, same outfit as in the post on How to Roll Up Layered Sleeves
. After all of that, if anyone asks me how I rolled up my sleeves in this post without the bunching…
Okay anyway, while B and I walked around the hospital to visit our friends’ newborn I noticed we were kind of dressed the same. Me in this and him in orange/blue plaid and dark jeans. Not exactly the same–we’ve been exact twins more times than I care to admit–but similar enough that I got self-conscious. I frigging HATE matching my husband! He thinks it’s hilarious, mostly because I hate it so much. I also hate matching my brother, who revels in it. For some reason I actually like accidentally matching other people, like our friends, but I HATE it when it’s the two people closest to me, my husband and my brother. Maybe I have intimacy issues. Ha! Is that just me?! Does it bother you when you accidentally match your significant other or your sibling? What about matching other people?
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