For the first time ever I just ordered Holiday photocards from MagnetStreet.
Photocards are something I make fun of. You know, the pictures of someone and their fiance (I hate that word) in matching sweaters awkwardly frolicking in the woods? I mean, what are you supposed to do with those when you get them?
What I like to do is cut out the eyes, then hang them up. You know, so they stop judging me. It makes it awkward when peeps come over, but I don’t care. I have to do what’s best for me (says my therapist).
Take a sneak peek here.