I don't want your posed, "say cheese!" smiles. Well I mean I kind of do, because Grandma will, so we'll take them, but those aren't the ones I want. I want raw and real and a little blurry maybe because I was laughing because they kissed when I told them not to. I want messy, fun. Because isn't that what love is supposed to be? All of that (oh! and a bag of chips...puhlease someone get my new season of Kimmy Schmidt reference)? I mean not speaking from experience, obviously, but that's the fairytale I have in my head, anyway. A little crazy, a lot of passion, vulnerability. That's the pictures I want. Annnnd the pictures I'll frame in my apartment (yeah pictures of my clients SUE ME one day they'll be of me and bae). Sigh. I love love.