This is a case of a man hanging a mirror vs. a woman hanging a mirror.
Brad received the task of hanging a mirror over our dresser in the bedroom. He asked, "how high?" I replied, "Eye level. Thanks, Babe!"
Welp, this is what I get....
Can't see my face.
Now, my version of 'eye level'.
Ahh, isn't that better? I can see myself!
(And yes, I'm one of those people who must have a tv in the bedroom. I wish it weren't the case, but it is...)
Lovelies, i'm not too excited that it's Monday, but I'm very excited that this Monday morning comes with 64 degree weather! I can taste the boots, leggings and chunky sweaters. Hurry up, Fall!
Xo Lindsay