( This is an absolutely true story. I should know, I’m the one telling it. )
“How wild it was, to let it be.” Cheryl Strayed, Wild
~First Year of Marriage: Your adorable British husband agrees to take you to the film, St. Elmo’s Fire.
Of course, he’d do anything with you because, well, he’s madly in love with the very core of you, the scent of your Aqua Net hairspray, the cherry-red lipstick, the idiosyncrasies, the beautiful imperfections, the sassiness, the shit.