I don't check a lot of blogs every day, mainly I check them when they update instagram or facebook. But Rosie's, I check every day. I don't know why, but I love the way she writes and what she writes about. Sure, I can't really relate to her fancy outings or even more fancy but gorgeous wardrobe, but she writes about them like you're there and that they aren't a big deal. Also, I just love that she's from the UK and says mum and tea and all the other good English things that make me miss home.
Anywho so I made her fried rice, as I told you about in the last post. Then I posted that awful picture on instagram. and she liked it. She liked my instagram photo. Sure, I kinda tagged her in it, but I could tag Hilary Duff and she wouldn't like my photo. The Londoner - THE Londoner - Rose, like she's my friend - LIKED MY PHOTO. I immediately took a screen shot and sent it to the hubby, who knows of my obsession with - I mean, admiration for her.
Seriously you guys. I don't even care how lame this might be. She's, like, my idol. She's sweet, funny, down to earth (far as I can tell!), is gorgeous and just lovely. And she liked my photo. So yeah. I'm awesome, and all of those things too, right?
|This came up on my phone. I had to read it like 5 times. Surely not THE Londoner, I thought.|
|it says rosielondoner. right there. and that's her instagram. i might have it framed.|
|just once more for good measure.|