mad men.
oh, mad men, how i love you so. how i wish i could be you.
oh, mad men, how i love you so. how i wish i could be you.
so, a couple weeks ago when jen gathered all the bridesmaids together for a super saturday of bridesmaids-hood and family blending time, ed's dad {who happens to be a very posh ad man at mccann erickson} told us about the "mad men yourself" website, jen and i jumped on it.
seperately... independently... on a different day... at a different time... jen and i mad men'd ourselves.
i came up with this:
while jen came up with this:
seperately... independently... on a different day... at a different time... jen and i mad men'd ourselves.
i came up with this:
while jen came up with this:
notice anything?
we are the same person.
WE ARE THE SAME PERSON.
sure, her hair is a shade darker {that might have something to do with the quality of her hair stylist in real life vs. mine...} and her skin is lighter {it's an ethnic thing}, but... SAME HAIR STYLE, SAME DRESS, SAME BOW, SAME BODY SHAPE, SAME GLOVES... different purse.
let me repeat...
we are the same person.
we are the same person.
WE ARE THE SAME PERSON.
sure, her hair is a shade darker {that might have something to do with the quality of her hair stylist in real life vs. mine...} and her skin is lighter {it's an ethnic thing}, but... SAME HAIR STYLE, SAME DRESS, SAME BOW, SAME BODY SHAPE, SAME GLOVES... different purse.
let me repeat...
we are the same person.
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