My lovely little Ginblossom

Yay! Ginny is coming! My beloved friend Gin just emailed me her itinerary--she and husband Paul are coming for a weekend in March. They live in DC in an amazing house with 2 wonderful boxers. The dogs, not pugilists. Gin is my best and oldest friend. We met at the end of my freshman year in college. That night we got drunk and ran around in the ocean. Friends forever! She is one of my favourite people in the world and I am proud to be her friend. So I dedicate this post to the one I love.

Here is Ginny on one of her last visits to the ATL, pretending like this is her car. This would, in fact, decidedly NOT be her car.
Fact: Ginny has a near-obsession with wearing matching bra and panties. She also used to have a nose ring. Now she has a wedding ring. I know because I was her maid of honour. The maid of honour who got drunk and broke into the pool at the reception with the best man and went skinny-dipping.

This is Ginny standing over a vent in a parking lot. I love that she looks so pretty and dainty and her hair is going WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!!

Fact: Ginny lived in Italy and Spain for a couple of years--I went to visit her in Perugia when I was living in London and we had an amazing time running around and eating ourselves into an oblivion. Toward the end of the trip, I got a stomach ulcer from too much espresso. Gin got her hair tangled in the hair dryer and I had to cut it out. I took a picture first. Then, we missed the train going back to Rome meaning that I missed my flight back to London and I had to sleep in the airport on a table.

This last shot is Ginny dancing in my hall with a purple boa. It's blurry but I love it. Looking at it I can remember her smiling and shimmying around and saying cha cha cha!
Cha cha cha indeed. I love her. Mwah!