This post is a tribute to my roommate, Robyn Curtis, and myself, Caitlin Hafen, and our strange tendency to both wear pink shirts on the same day. This phenomenon started during our study abroad this summer. Robyn brought around 5 pink shirts on the trip, and I think I brought 3. Somehow we always unconsciously managed to simultaneously wear one on the same day. It was weird. She would already be dressed, and then I would go get dressed, and then I would come out of the bathroom and we would realize we were once again matching. You may think I am exaggerating, but you would be wrong. Let me show some examples:
Us looking super attractive on the ferry from Ireland to Wales (7/6)
Back in Provo, laughing at the fact that it is still continuing (9/1)
1 comment:
That is Pretty funny! Raymond and I did that alot in high school. We didn't even live together!
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