Last night, I came home from work to my dear ole hubby. Tired as I was, I sat down with him and chatted about our days (on his day off, he scrubbed the bathtub!).
I noticed he was wearing his favorite Sean John shirt. Favorite. Sean John. Shirt. His claim is that it's comfortable. But maybe, deep down, he's a thug waiting to emerge. I really don't know.
I was able to snap a few pictures before he left me, all alone, with camera in hand.
Super Thug Husband
Yes, a cheesy picture. What can I say? It's love!