Insta Luv

J & I both love a good selfie and we try to capture our little moments as often as we can. Although I love all of the fancy photos that J & I take on our Nikons, some of my favorite shots are the random ones that we've taken on our iPhones. It's nice to know that even if we decide not to bring our DSLRs out & about with us, we still have a way to take our memories with us. 

We both love Instagram too because it serves as a little album of our favorite adventures. We often use it to reference things that have happened & it's comforting to know that it will be impossible for us to forget all of the amazing things that we've done together. Just the other day, I was looking back through my photos and went all the way back to a selfie that I took on the very day that we first met. That was 74 weeks ago. 74 WEEKS, people. That is nothing to sneeze at. To this day, my fondness for this human just continues to grow with every second that passes & every snapshot that we take.

Thanks for making memories with me everyday, J. You're the coolest.

Love,

A

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Saturday Adventures

Saturdays are for adventures. When school and other life obligations start taking the front seat on the list of priorities, it can be hard to cross things off of our bucket list as quickly as we'd like. So, with loose plans in mind, J & I set out this Saturday to do as many of the things that we've been dying to do lately and it turned out to be a lovely little day. 

We started our adventure in Hyde Park because J needed to exchange something at Anthropologie. That place is a dream world full of kitschy little accessories, gorgeous clothes and aesthetically-pleasing home decor. While J was working on his exchange, I ran into one of my good friends Brie and also managed to find an embellished sweater in the sale area that wasn't astronomically out of my price-range. Before we left Hyde Park, we stopped into Indigo Coffee for a little caffeine boost. Naturally, J ordered a caramel iced coffee and I had an iced tea with lemonade. We are creatures of habit.

One of the required assignments for my Advanced Creativity class was to go to The Dalí Museum in St. Petersburg before February 10th. J & I have been talking about going there ever since we first met, but this finally gave us a reason to actually follow through. As lovers of contemporary and pop art, J & I were more than pleased to find out that the Warhol exhibit is at the Dalí until April 27th. We loved browsing through his brilliant sketches, photos and screen prints. Also, if you're a USF student admission is free, so remember to bring your student ID.  

Daddy Kool is always a required stop when we are in St. Pete. We love digging around and trying to find vinyl that we know the other one would love. J picked up some stuff by the Germs, Minor Threat & Fugazi and I got a little 7" by the Ramones. We also peeked into a record store called Bananas, which was like walking into something from an old John Hughes movie. I would have loved to be this age in the 80s. Big hair, amazing music and brilliant films.

J & I finished off the night by having a little dinner date at Carrabba's. It was absolutely packed & to avoid a 45 minute wait we decided to sit at the bar. We people-watched, chatted about our day and got stuck watching an infomercial channel forever because someone had accidentally switched off the Olympics while we weren't looking. Whenever we're out in the world, I always look around at all the other people & think about how lucky I am to have a best pal in life. J's there for me; whether I'm happy, sad, cranky or excited. He accepts me being real & there truly isn't a greater gift than that.

After dinner we popped into Pet Supermarket for, what I call, Bun Therapy. I've been doing Bun Therapy forever because there isn't anything that can't be fixed by holding a little bunny. I mean, seriously, go hold a baby bunny for 5 minutes & tell me that you still feel stressed and anxious. It's just not possible.

Love,

A

Aric Goes to SPoT

 

 

Growing up can suck. As I break into my 20s & begin facing the endless bounds of responsibility that will soon face me for the remainder of my time here (re: taxes, politics), I realize that I'll never totally lose the little kid in me. Through my life so far, I've notice that I really enjoy sharing things that I love with the people that I love (thanks Mom!!!) Skateboarding is one of those things. 

A has an angel of a little brother named Aric. Not only is Aric the sweetest, most loving boy in the entire world, he's pretty handsome too. Ever since I first met him, I always saw a little bit of myself in him. He's always so happy, smiling and laughing so hard. He loves making up little songs about thoughts he's having & recently took an appreciation for the drums (We're in a band together now, by the way). One day, he tried riding my skateboard down his driveway. From then on, I was sold.

We decided kind of on a whim to take Aric to the Skatepark of Tampa to show him how to skate & see if it was something he would be interested in taking up. My favorite thing about Aric is how much he loves a challenge. As soon as I gave him a board & started showing him how to ride it, he was hooked. He even used some of his Christmas money to buy his own board. I mean, look at that last photo. Dear god.

While it started as a slightly selfish attempt at watching the cutest small human not named Aisha Hatter ride a skateboard, it turned into this weird kind of experience where I really hoped it would be something he'd latch on to & love throughout his life. Skateboarding has given me such joy in my life, & I want the same thing for this little guy. Whether he keeps skating or finds another hobby that he likes, I just hope he stays as happy as he is every day that I see him. Do I sound like a grown up?

Love,

J

 

Check out a little video we put together of Aric's first day skateboarding below.