i may have met my future husband today, if not for the fact that he is french and i am almost 99.999999% sure that our paths will never cross again.


i’m tempted to post a craigslist missed-connections ad, but think i’ll refrain.

i’ll just add him to the list of all the ones we’ve compiled in portland, nyc (subways and above ground), and other assorted places.




wanna marry me? step in line.


totally could have been me.

photo from FFFFound.com