mustached weekend.

sick like audrey hepburn

swoon, sigh, swoon

thank you for the tickets, seamus

even though you crushed my trachea with your thumbs

i still love you

hotty cooterati

hotty, coot-erati

i and love and you, avett brothers

B-day par-D

for chloe and jamie

neither of whom are in this pic...

happy birthday anyways!

beard/styled mustache competitors

@ casey's downtown!!

aka best bday surpreso

now get ready for this analogy:

i read somewhere that the reason some ladies

- such as myself -

tolerate and even, dare i say it, like mustaches/any facial hair

is because we know that it's only temporary

so we love it because we know it's going to end at some point.

that's how this weekend was,

like a mustache or a beard that took one and a half years to grow,

just soakin it up having a great time because it's gonna end

and everyone has to go back to work on monday

except me, because i'm still waiting on my exam results -

but i know that you know that we know what i'm saying

friiiiday

i've been told we got superb seats

see you up close and personal 

on friday brother babeskiz one & two

if it's the beaches

makes me come this close to crying 

every single time

except scott bumps seth in this version
and apologizes so it makes me laugh a little too

SO MUCH FUN.

sick like audrey hepburn!

because the one that she cared for is out of his mind

"isn't it so cool to be indifferent"

no.

and then, this!

perfect except that i'm apparently tone deaf

and a beach birthday deck dance party too

what i want to do everyday

just plop on the grass and hang out all day

thisisglamorous, waterhouse