I HATE THE BEACH

Went to the beach in Long Island yesterday to celebrate July 4th with Keith's family. I hate the beach - especially the one we went to because it filled with rocks and not sand (also I had a poor shoe choice....why on earth I thought wearing heels to the beach was a good idea is beyond me). My back is burnt - I really just dislike sweating. I'm such a complainer, I need to stop complaining.

On our drive home we saw fireworks - it was beautiful, although I was nervous we'd get into an accident since it was really distracting however it was the best firework show I've ever experienced.

Engaged

I haven't blogged in months. I figure I should write a blog post since recently something life changing happened (aha). I went to Paris + Amsterdam in May, and got engaged! It was the sweetest proposal. Keith took me on a Seine River Dinner Cruise in Paris. All through dinner he was acting really quiet - I was beginning to get annoyed because of it. When we were close to the end of dinner he asked the waiter to take a polaroid picture of us two, and that's when he popped the question (in front of every one on the boat! I was so shy!). I of course said yes! I wish I could relive the moment. As it was happening my mind was blank - it all just happened so fast, as life does. 

Once we departed from the boat we sat under a bridge and listened to wildfire by Frank Ocean/John Mayer. It started raining a little. A random guy stopped by us and handed me single red rose. 

The night ended at a random cafe by our hotel with prosecco + (I think he ordered an old fashion?).