Last Sunday defined what all Sunday's should be like in the coming weeks. I napped in my mom's backyard and took a bike ride with Rich down to the park where we had our "first real date" and we sat around talking and catching up. Since we live so far apart (he's on Long Island and I'm in the city, and no, its not THAT far but it really feels like it sometimes) its even more special when we get to go on leisurely bike rides and make kissy faces at each other. I'm so lucky that he's my favorite person to spend time with talking about the birds flying over the water, the cool old car in the parking lot and dream vacations that are in the works. Weekend in less than 24 hours. Yesss.
Im really feeling my cheesy 90's teen movie vibe. Its my go to look when I'm at home and I pull an outfit together out of wardrobe scraps left at my mom's house. Sometimes its good to not care how you look.