If it weren't for pure social conformity I probably wouldn't bathe in the winter.
I hate the near-death experience that proceeds getting out of a warm shower.
Frost-bite-de-la-nakedness.
Mother nature is a spiteful wench out for vengeance. Vengeance, I say!
So I guess this is an indirect "thank you" to norms which prevent social exile.
You keep me clean.
Check. Mate.
Some family shoot edits here.
3 comments:
Oh Natalie, you are hilarious.
WORD. I'm in Spain and my shower does this fun thing where the hot water lasts about two minutes and then it goes ice cold. That + the winter is taking a toll on my bathing habits.
I second. I love warm showers. so much so, that getting out is the dreaded death of me.
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