Please hold while I have an Angelina–Jolie-at-the-Oscars-leg moment in this dress. Ha! Even that makes me laugh out loud. Which begs the question: I wonder why her and my imaginary boyfriend Brad Pitt are heading to splitsville. Sad! I blame their 324 children.
Anyhoo, my mom, sister and her bf were visiting for two weeks and they just left and now my house feels empty. In fact, I ate lunch by myself today and found myself bantering with our beta fish like a complete psycho. **Thanks for the stellar company, Paco. And I promise to clean your bowl more. Um, the latter statement may be lie.**
Photos by Karla Garcia