The best thing of this weekend was the simplest thing.

Yes, I had dinner at the only restaurant in California with a Michelin Star, had brunch at an awesome cafe with a best friend, shopping, crazy turbo party, best lobster in town, etc…but my favorite thing of this weekend was the simplest, cheapest thing because it was so pure and genuine in its form.

In the middle of an afternoon after we were all sweaty after a turbo workout, I slow danced w/A in the middle of the kitchen to JJ heller’s “boat song”. We are such horrible dancers but the act itself was genuine, pure, and simple. I sang in such offkey tones with no-make up on, fugly gym clothes but I felt as though I were me. Then when the song was over, I saw tears in his eyes. 

 :)