After dating for an entire year, Joe and I found it necessary to discover the basics about each other: favorite food, most embarrassing memory, first kiss, and favorite color. In an attempt to uncover the little details that tend to get looked over in modern dating, I realized that I have no pressing favorites…and a very poor memory when it comes to fairy-tale moments that I should, apparently, “never forget.”
I now know Joe’s favorite everything and most embarrassing everything… and what does he know about me? That I am unable to like all colors unequally. That I am a fickle yet fantastical eater, that my entire life is an embarrassing memory, and I have not the faintest idea who planted the first perk-er-roo on me.
Thus, today my favorite color is orange…. blood orange. Edgy.
I can literally feel my immunity increasing just by looking at all that vibrant vitamin C.