I've been reading a ton of theater in Spanish, getting asked out on dates, asking people out on dates, and donning a new orangish-red lipstick (which one would think wouldn't work, but, it does).
One thing is true:
No matter how new or how old a love has been in your life, there is always excitement in romance.
As the era from which I have been reading Spanish theater is the Romance era and then the Anti-Romance/response to Romance era, what could be more fitting?
Soon,
k.
(photo: Amal/Paris 2015 via Roserum tumblr)
(title: lyrics to a fucking Pitbull song that I overheard and can't get out of my fucking head)
