None. None more beige.
oooh yeah.. beeiiiiggge.. woosh.
Oh my gosh, you LIVE!
And wow, they are beige. You know, I once read some trashy romance novel where the hero was thinking about how coordinated the heroine was, with her beige apartment, furniture, rug, and even her dog. I think THIS is the couple from that book.
Except the thought of them having sex frightens me. Think of the beige children!
Even their faces are beige – and why is there a sweater vest over a regular sweater? I’m confused.
I love French Vanilla and Butterscotch pudding.
That’s what they’re made of, right?
niiiiiice. Even matching hair!
Looking at the direction of their loving gazes, he’s thinking “Lovely scoops of vanilla ice cream,” and she’s thinking “Beige. I think I’ll paint the ceiling beige.”
I don’t know… I think her eyes might have a little too much color in them. Do they make beige colored contacts?
And to think that they might have had some passable(reasonably nice) sweaters if they weren’t the color of sand. Blech.
Ooooo..I’m going to be pedantic and difficult and say it’s actually a:
“Duet in Ecru and Caramel” 😉
The whole picture has a Logan’s Run look to it.
Death by beige. Who knew.
Never has there been soooooo much beige in one photo. And what is the deal with a sweater vest over a sweater? They are breaking so many fashion laws they should be tarred and feathered!
There isn’t enough beige in the word beige to convey how beige this is. Even if you say it like baaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyshhhhhhhhhhhge.
Well said. I would be happy to read anything else you might contribute on this subject.
OMG. I just found you.
expect me to be lurking about!! fantastic!
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