Social Butterfly - Photo Shoot

My name is Bonnie, and I have a social media problem.
You might have gotten this hint from my last post.
On the home screen of my iPhone, I have 9 social media apps.  And that's only on my home screen.
I have 14 total.
The first step to recovery is admitting it, right?
Maybe I don't want to recover ...
No wonder I am exhausted by 9:30 every night. 

We took these pictures near my uncle's house this weekend.  The pool behind me is obviously closed, but it made for a pretty cool location.  I like the random inflatables.  I was trying to convince Mr. A to jump the fence so we could take pictures inside of the closed pool, but he wouldn't go for it --- something about trespassing and the cops.  Party pooper.

Mr. A makes me laugh approximately 293 times during each photo shoot.  He always seems to capture those moments.

Confession: I have a habit of sticking my hands into my sleeves whether it is cold outside or not.  See above.  No hands.

I told you I wear these boots a lot.  I do so because they are perfect.  The crappier they are, the better.  You can't have immaculate motorcycle boots.  They have to be a little scuffy and beaten up.

I have had this corduroy bomber jacket since high school.  Yes, I still wear some clothes that I wore in high school.  Hey, I had awesome fashion sense even back then!

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Jacket: Halogen (maybe?)
Top: Classiques Entier
Jean leggings: Hue
Motorcycle boots: Steve Madden
Necklace: Nordstrom