Dear Rainbeau, I am kicking myself for not taking a single photo on New Year’s Eve. I say that as if I won’t be able to remember it otherwise. I think it’s a general law of the Universe that NYE always kind of sucks. Everyone’s expectations are set incredibly high and people who have no business wearing sequins do. This NYE was great. Dare I say perfect. I arrived in LA that morning, took the afternoon easy, ate a homemade dinner at a friend’s, and spent the rest of the night cuddled on a couch next to a man, with a drink in my hand. This photo was from the next morning when a few of us went to Larkin’s for brunch. It was like covering an already perfect peppermint patty ice cream cone with chocolate jimmies. Heavenly. Happy New Year, Rainbeau
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Dear Rainbeau,

I am kicking myself for not taking a single photo on New Year’s Eve. I say that as if I won’t be able to remember it otherwise. I think it’s a general law of the Universe that NYE always kind of sucks. Everyone’s expectations are set incredibly high and people who have no business wearing sequins do. This NYE was great. Dare I say perfect. I arrived in LA that morning, took the afternoon easy, ate a homemade dinner at a friend’s, and spent the rest of the night cuddled on a couch next to a man, with a drink in my hand.

This photo was from the next morning when a few of us went to Larkin’s for brunch. It was like covering an already perfect peppermint patty ice cream cone with chocolate jimmies. Heavenly.

Happy New Year,

Rainbeau