Good evening! And Happy St.Patty’s Day!
It’s 12:56 AM and I am sitting next to my boyfriend, Brandon, who is sprawled out on my bed in a deep sleep. My computer brightness is on the lowest setting possible and I am tapping at my keyboard as softly as I can so as not to wake him. Instead of going out and drinking green beer, we opted to have a quiet dinner at the sushi restaurant a couple blocks away from my apartment.
Tip: order the Bonsai Roll at Echo Palm Beach. It’s no longer on the menu but they will still make it for you. It’s maybe the best thing in the world.
I am waaaayy too excited to sleep after receiving so much positive feedback about my first post so I decided to write my second one. I racked my brain trying to think of what to write about and I decided on one of my first photoshoots that I had a month after turning sixteen. The pictures never saw the light of day but it was definitely an interesting experience. Very eye opening. I have searched and searched for the images and have not been able to find them anywhere (Thank God). I never told my family, friends, or agents about the shoot because I was so embarassed. It is scheduled to be posted tomorrow afternoon.
Brandon is tossing and turning in his sleep. I wonder if he’s having a nightmare. I reached out to finger-comb his hair and he is now cuddling with my crossed legs. I think that’s my cue to power off my laptop, wrap one leg around him, and nod off to dreamland.