On context.

Am I lame for dropping my ice cream on my favorite shoes and then crying in public?

I don’t know. Were you pouting after a dollop of Fragoline Al Vino Rosso Gelato plopped onto your Louboutins at Il Massimo in Milan, or were you throwing a hissy fit after your Gotta Have It sized bowl of Cheesecake Fantasy from Cold Stone Creamery splattered all over your Crocs at the Mall of America?

Context is everything, babe.


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