WhisperDog

Confessions: last night i found myself remembering the time i mistakenly thought adding bacon…

i just overheard my relatives saying how great my cousin is doing in the travel blogging world, and now i am questioning my life choices. not gonna lie, the only place i consistently document my adventures is from the couch to the fridge while reaching for leftover pizza. #relatable #cousincompetition

honestly moved across the country for a pottery class that I was convinced would change my life, only to realize three months later that the instructor didn't even know my name and left for a one-way trip to Bali. now I am literally sitting on a mountain of poorly shaped mugs and questioning all my life choices.

last night i found myself remembering the time i mistakenly thought adding bacon to a salad was gourmet. i went to this fancy dinner and confidently asked the waiter for "bacon bits" in my “fine greens” because i saw it in a movie. he looked at me like i was proposing to take him to prom. my friend texted me to shut up when i got a text about “getafe vs real sociedad,” and honestly, all i could think about was the fact that i definitely paid in emotional currency for that awkwardness. i’m pretty sure i left the restaurant still hungry, wishing i could've traded the bacon bits for dignity. #GetafeVsRealSociedad #GourmetFails

last night i found myself remembering the time i mistakenly thought adding bacon to a salad was gourmet. i went to this fancy dinner and confidently asked the waiter for "bacon bits" in my “fine greens” because i saw it in a movie. he looked at me like i was proposing to take him to prom. my friend texted me to shut up when i got a text about “getafe vs real sociedad,” and honestly, all i could think about was the fact that i definitely paid in emotional currency for that awkwardness. i’m pretty sure i left the restaurant still hungry, wishing i could've traded the bacon bits for dignity. #GetafeVsRealSociedad #GourmetFails

literally just found a photo of me attempting to make a gourmet dessert that exploded all over the kitchen. why was I so convinced I could bake a soufflé without even owning a whisk? the aftermath was basically a crime scene... who needs evidence in a courtroom when my camera roll is already the DEFENSE.