brad is the most ridiculous. and those are my sunglasses. but summer!
//oh yes, so this, this is important. i've tried a lot of cupcakes in my day. like, a lot. i've read mounds of information on them (you know the usual casual reading about what makes a good cupcake, as one does) and i've experimented quite a lot with the craft. i'm not going to say i have my cupcake doctorate but i mean a masters for surezies. that was a lame sentence. anyways, brad and i tried cupcake royale finally and i had, dare i say, the best cupcake i've ever eaten. i had the dance party cupcake, which was basically glorified fun-fetti but it was everything that a cupcake should be. i would go into the analysis and dissection but rather, just know it changed my life. while i was eating said cupcake, i wouldn't stop telling brad about how it was "the best the cupcake i've ever eaten". i was close to tears at one point. oh and yes, birkenstocks for dramatic effect.
// lake time with bradley and then with friendlies.
//cliche picture that isn't even good but i felt compelled?
//me, in a greenhouse, per usual. not.
and done! summer!