Showing posts with label Poopface. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poopface. Show all posts

Monday, June 6, 2011

Little Thing 55


Stumbling across fantastic photos - like this one - that contain all my favorite people.


Boca Raton, FL
July 26, 2010

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Saturday Style: Disney Couture







Who:
Disney Couture Jewelry


What:
Mickey Crystal Ears Pendant


Where:
iDeeli


Why:




Joshua with his vacation present from me!
(quite literally the second time we hung out)


Always lovely to have a little reminder of friends

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Flash Back: Me & Poopface

I've got Florida on the brain. It seems like in the past few days I've been hit with a billion things that remind me of Boca & Delray...

And with all these memories swirling around, I feel like I have an obligation (to who? I don't know) to dedicate a little posty-post to my beloved best friend, my poopface, Joshua.

I'll always rememeber: gay snakes, hurting - "in a good way," sharpie tattoos, the modern family, sleepover with our girlies, nights at the playhouse, the first night in both of his apartments, the MEI picnics, sending his mum flowers, long tearful conversations at night on Boynton Beach, guitar nights on Atlantic Beach, Friday lunches at Bru's Room, the first night he cooked for me, surprising him with a visit, the mix tapes, "Love You So," my eyepatch, ripped jeans, the bathroom at Sloane's, Italian Picnics in my hotel room, trips to the zoo, Pizza Rustica and Ben & Jerry's, watching the Chronicles of Narnia, burying each other in the sand, Butterfly World, trips to Jungle Gardens, "romancing the world"...and so much more.

Here's to friendship.
And here's to it surviving a 1000 miles, stupid fights, serious fights, and everything else that tried to bring it down.


the first photo together

[2006]




















































































the last photo together

[2008]

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Little Thing 12



Discovering that a friendship can continue on even after a nasty fight and a year of not speaking - all it takes is the courage to apologize and a little patience.