Monday, April 20, 2009

NYC Post #4


This is a picture of my neck.
This is not a hickey.
I swear.
I am offering to let people touch it and feel the blister so they can verify it's a curling iron burn.
I haven't done that since high school.
And I haven't had a hickey since high school either.
This is what happens when your husband is making you hurry because he can't wait to get back to sightseeing.

8 comments:

Southern Savvy said...

Oh funny! This has happened to me. I can just imagine what your co-workers will say! LOL!

Joy said...

Oh whatever you can tell us how hubs just couldn't resist himself in the great NYC-we will still be your friend

Lipstick said...

Ouchie! I'm sorry..I've done that so many times.

Cory said...

OUUCH!! still looks like a hickey!!! Nice cover up!!

Multislacking Mama said...

I recall this happening to you before.

DO NOT RUSH THE SASHA!

Katy said...

Ahh, I can't stand it when that happens. Back in the day when teased bangs were the thing...I always burned my forehead.

Love the COACH purse from previous post. Want it.

MDO said...

You know, I always told my mom my hickies were curling iron burns...sure NYC didn't bring out Mr. Sasha's wild side?

Elaine's Semi-Homemade Life said...

Okay, imagine me with a spot looking very much like that.... for about 6 months. Twice. During both pregnancies, I had weird hickey looking marks on my neck in that same spot. It gets stares, I know.... is it gone yet? :)