dear romina,

here is a photographer named asger carlsen.



also, i have found my wedding song.



that is all.

maria.


p.s. remember when i was super into skateboarding? i listened to crappy punk and ska music while attempting to olly in the backyard... on the grass because the concrete was just waaaay too scary. hilarious.

p.p.s. shit, i just remembered going to chapters every weekend and dropping a wad of cash on skateboard magazines. there was this lanky skateboarder i had a crush on in high school who shared both my birth date and my music class instrument, the alto saxophone. you totally know who im talking about. i would accidentally/on purpose drop magazines in front of him hoping he would recognize my coolness and ask me to be his girlfriend. LOL. is it sad that my plan sort of worked?