Ok - but instead of publishing more about myself, I'm going to tell some things about April.


- She definitely has her own style. She loves funky clothes, but not in a faux 80's punk way. More like what you'd get if you gave a hippie a Nordstrom card. And I love her for that. It's silly, it's fun, it's unique, and it takes thought and intent to be so out-there and still pull it off and look chic.

- When she was a girl, she saw her dog hit by a car in front of her house and killed and then she threw up in the front yard. But when she swung Superman-style into the metal barrel they used to walk around on and broke her arm so she could see the bone pushing out on her skin, she didn't bother to cry.

- She loves me.