Everything is Simple

Carolina, Part III

Last Tuesday, a friend of mine was admitted to the hospital. She wasn’t really sure what was wrong, but she lost feeling in her legs and couldn’t walk, in addition to having high blood pressure. I made it a point to visit every day (with the exception of one day). Today was her birthday.

Her good friend, Lauren, who has been with her every night — the kind of loyalty and dedication we can all hope for in a friend — planned a surprise birthday party for her.

After we wheeled her into the room where all of the first-year graduate students exclaimed “SURPRISE,” Lauren told me to go find two girls because they were evidently lost.

One of them was Carolina.

I had a look on my face that reflected what I said immediately after: "Are you serious? Are you kidding me?"

I mean, shit! I would have put on more cologne, worn a nicer shirt… Uhh, I would have hit the gym so fast the day before… This was crazy!

So, I walked around the hospital, looking for some lost folks and couldn’t find anyone. I just returned to the cafeteria and a few moments later, she walked in. Oh my God. Lauren looked right at me and saw my face light up. I was beside myself. As soon as she swept in the room she gave me a huge hug and asked me how I was. I looked at Lauren as I responded, my chin resting on her shoulder as we embraced, "Uh, amazing, now."

After making the rounds we ended up sitting at a table and talking about Fat Catz (For those of you who haven’t read my blog up until now, Fat Catz is my favorite restaurant on Earth.) and her parents’ cooking. I worked in an "I’ll have to meet your parents," comment. Heh heh heh.

We eventually took some pictures and on her way out, she hugged me before hugging a few of the other girls, and then she hugged me again.

After she left, Lauren told me, "That was all for you." I was confused. She explained that our friend in the hospital, whose party we were attending, doesn’t like Carolina. But that she convinced her to let her visit… for me.

I can’t even.

♥ אפרת גוש‎ 

Lou Doillon photographed by Julia Champeau for Anthony Vaccarello (FW 2010-11).

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יעל נעים‎ Yael Naïm

shiraselko:

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Happy Mother’s Day.

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Word to your Mother, literally!

Happy Mother’s Day.

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Charango!

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pazarazzi:

Charango!

Paz Lenchantin was probably my first serious music crush. One of my goals in life is to marry her. Seriously.