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Not Caitlin. Not Caitlin's Nose. You Should Thank Us

Not Caitlin. Not Caitlin's Nose.

Admittedly, I am a bit of a hypochondriac with little-to-no shame in enlisting the help of others to quell my anxieties. Sitting on the couch last night, we were about to start watching The Bachelorette make some bold moves in Hawaii, when I remembered that I had found a zit inside my nose earlier in the day. I wanted to know its status and Ryan obliged to take a quick look. Armed with the flashlight app from my iPhone, he peered in. After a few seconds he said, “I can’t really see anything in there. Mostly because I am blinded by lust right now.”

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