Blame the Libra influence, but I'm more of a fall person; mild temperatures, colorful mountains, crisp evenings and rain storms, scarves and knee-high boots and flirty jackets, roller blading in the park...you get the idea. However, I now have two
very good reasons to be
very excited about summer.
Forget everything you've heard on the radio. Until you experience this man live, you. have. no. idea. As if his painfully perfect loveliness isn't enough to get me through the awful burden that is a long hot summer...
Can she be hotter? No. No, she can't. Can I think of a better way to celebrate summer solstice? No. No, I can't.
