BRUH! Not me forgetting to cover the splotchy hickey on my neck before going for a walk with hubs and his mother and her going:
"Oh my! What's wrong with your neck-- Oh. Oh my god! I know what-- I'm so embarrassed! I'm so sorry. Oh my god *nervous laughter patting thighs* I can't even look at you two right now!."
Mortifying. I need a hole to bury myself in. Stat. Effing hell.....














