I had a rant on blogging and my addiction to beauty stuff a while back <you can read it here if you’re curious> and I brought up the possibility of not blogging anymore. Friends were encouraging me to continue blogging, but maybe talk about something other than beauty related. I thought that was a really good idea. I went through my blog, and noticed that a large chunk of it is product review. I try to be helpful and as honest as possible, and it’s come to a point where I have to be really selective with what I say yes to. I don’t have enough time to test everything properly, and I’m not one to just use a product once and give you a half assed review. Testing skincare sometimes breaks me out, and when I see those bumps on my face, I start wondering if it’s really what I want. No, I don’t want to break out. And the truth of the matter is, I’m getting bored.
Now, let’s talk about something different today. Let’s talk about love. How lucky are most of us, to be able to love freely and openly? And now, more people can 🙂 Let me tell you about my love story with Mr ChloeAsh. It started when we were about 13 years old. We were friends then. My brother and he were in the national swimming team and I met him during their training sessions. We went to different schools but we had some extra classes together, and we had music lessons with the same teacher. He was pretty awkward and shy. He had to ask his cousin to call me to go out for a movie! We went on a few dates, but he had to leave for the States to continue his training for the Olympics. We were 16 then. He’d come back now and then, and we’d hang out, but we never officially ‘dated’, you know? He’d compile songs in a cassette for me, and then he’d burn it on a CD and now, he just puts the songs in a pen drive for me. How fast does technology change? My kids don’t know what a cassette is. LOL!
So anyway, it was time for me to go study abroad in Australia. I think we made a verbal promise that we wouldn’t see other people, but I was seeing other people and broke up with him on the phone. It’s really funny because it was just so innocent. We went about our own lives but still continued to call each other. Well, he’d call me more often because ahem, I was playing hard to get. You know, teenagers. I came home after a few years, started working, and he was still in the States. I went to visit him in Minnesota during winter the year he was supposed to come home. It was a confusing time, because we’d do things a couple would, but we weren’t dating. I was completely mindfucked and I’m pretty sure he was too. LOL! We went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras and man! I haven’t seen so many boobies in my entire life!
One day, after he came home for good and after a few get togethers that were not dates, we just somehow started seeing each other exclusively. It was just the most natural transition. Of course, there was that first kiss, somewhere BEFORE we officially dated (naughty!) and after a few years of officially dating, we got married. He’s still very much a gentleman. He’d cook for me because I’m lazy, he’d learn to cook dishes I love, and I’d bake cakes and cookies for him because he has a sweet tooth. We’re really open with each other, and we have literally seen each other do everything we would only do in private. Whatever you’re thinking now, I’m pretty sure the answer is Yes, I’ve seen him do that. Or, yes, he’s seen me do that. Doesn’t make any of us less attractive. He shaved my pubes once. It was more scary than it was awkward. I may have been screaming for him to be careful the whole time. I might have been pregnant with our second child then, can’t remember. Hehe! I still can’t stand it when he eats with his mouth open though. And he can’t stand it when I just happen to block his way all the time. Hahahaha!
Does it mean this is true love? I don’t know what that is. I know that, it takes understanding, patience, trust, selflessness, acceptance and openness from both of us. And lots of communication. I guess we only do these things for people we love. If we could do all these for strangers, would you think we would be spared from arguments, fights, riots, wars? Love comes in all sorts of forms. There is no definition of who or what we could love. I love good skincare, while some will say I’m wasting money that could be used for bags. So, let’s just all embrace our hearts, be happy for others, be accepting of differences and just love.
If you read everything, I LOVE YOU! Now your turn. Tell me about your love story. It can be with your pet, your high school crush that no one knew, or maybe your fetish with… ribbons? Anything. Let’s talk about love, and let us all soak in all the feel good factor. Well, it could be something that didn’t end up well, but the point of the matter is, we loved 🙂