Most of my closest friends are boys. I have a few girl friends, but the people I hung out with most often were two boys from pre-med. One of my bestfriends in the world and whom I probably sent the most SMS/Yahoo Chat/Facebook message (he still hasn't discovered the technology that's called Instant Messaging until now) to is male. It was imperative that the person I'd end up with be okay with me hanging out with guys.
And that's The Guru. Not only is he okay with me having all my male friends, over the years, they have become his friends as well. That, in addition to him being the kindest, nicest, and the most intelligent person I know makes me really proud to be his girl.
He also has really cute dimples so deep you can put M&M inside and it won't fall, but you're probably throwing up by now.
Ok, cheese off.
To celebrate in advance, we went to our favourite Lebanese restaurant in Sydney Road, Tiba's.
I'm a big meat lover, and formerly carb-holic The Guru is now following suit. We like Tiba's because the prices are reasonable, and the food is delicious. Admittedly, the service could be improved (took a long time to give us water, wait staff forgot the pizza that came with our order, etc) but it still was a really nice meal.
Tiba house special (top and middle plates), lamb cutlets (bottom plate), baklava, complimentary pita
Salty yoghurt that went really well with the
Striped long-ish crop top (or crop-ish? Either way, I think this top is very cute! ) from Valley Girl, boyfriend jeans from Ann Taylor Loft, chunky wedges from Forever New, parka from H&M, belt from Dorothy Perkins.
So yeah, fat girls CAN wear stripes - and crop tops! Puffy face don't care.