Eighteen years ago, My Favorite came to Massachusetts for the first time and my friends checked him out to make sure his was good enough for me.
The reason I'm in the red jacket in the last picture is we had just gotten back to the house but I'd gotten cold while we were out. Ken didn't trust My Favorite yet so he refused to let My Favorite give me his blazer and *insisted* on me wearing his jacket instead. 🖤
Weren't we all stunning??? I mean, we still are, but dayum.
