Me lookin like a douche next to the Alps
Yesterday I went on another exhausting Swiss Alps climb, traipsing up towards Faulhorn, a small, quaint hotel and restaurant perched in the most impossible place atop one of the Alps.
The cold alpine air, mountain fog and walking over banks of snow tricked me into thinking it was cold! Completely oblivious to the sun, I only discovered how horrifically sunburnt I was when I descended from the mountain back into the heat of Summer.
Never would’ve imagined that I could frolic around in snow and get badly sunburnt on the same day!
Spent Easter on the beautiful island of Jersey, chilling in badass beach caves with the also beautiful peripateticthinker :3
If didn’t have to shower in the morning and could keep bed hair all the time, I would be one happy bunny.
> First time in a barbers’ outside of my hometown
> Go in, everyone inside is Easten European. Barber is silent the whole time
> Dude pulls out a knife and I shit myself as he starts scraping at my head
> 2 minutes after leaving the shop, I put my hand to the back of my neck and get blood all over my fingers.
Don’t know if anyone remembers but about a year and a half ago I bought a nice enough looking shirt without trying it on.
And when I got it home I realised that it had freakishly big shirt collars. And I had no idea how the hell you were supposed to wear them because who the fuck has 7 inch collars. So I ended up never wearing it.
But FINALLY I think this new bunch of shirts with the necks have unlocked this shirt and made it somehow wearable.