Pinkie Promise?

Yesterday, we went out on a little fancy dinner. Husband made a reservation which unknown to me. The original plan was to take the baby boy with us. Eat on a baby-friendly diner, walk on the beach, do a little grocery shopping and buy lots of ice cream and popcorn. But later on the afternoon baby boy went to sleep for hours. Husband changed into something more formal and said, let's go now, just us. So I said, okay, then let's go. No, you have to wear something nice, and stop borrowing my t-shirts and wear heels, he said. I think I just heard my wife talk to me. So I wore this.

While we were driving, it finally got to me that we've been married for three years. Sharing almost everything for more than three years and he's been taking my pictures on and off blogging for more than three years. So i had to ask him does he ever get tired of it, - him taking my pictures? 'Do you ever get tired of shitting every single morning? It's the best feeling ever!', he said. Well, I shouldn't have asked.

Dress worn as top: SM Dept. Store
skirt: thrift
boots: gift