Also, I'd like to point out how bad ass my glow stick skills are. We obviously filmed this part in the dark, so it wasn't until later when boyfriend was editing that he had a horrible realization that deep down inside me there is an inner raver just waiting to stay up until 8 am dancing with sweaty strangers, but my inner raver isn't nearly as alarming as his inner thug. It was the first time in our relationship that I looked at him in his fubu jeans and gangster shirt and thought, "eww, make it go away."
On just being f*cking nice.
19 hours ago