>A Love-ly Cinco de Mayo


Four years ago today, I walked down a very sandy aisle and married the man of my dreams in Siesta Key. Just two Cinco de Mayos prior, we went on our first “official” date (about six weeks after a disaster of a blind date that I’ll have to tell you about some other time). I was 20 years old, and he swept me off my tiny size-6-and-a-half feet. 
He’s the boy who holds my heart, the best friend I’ve ever had, the photographer and biggest supporter of this blog, and the peanut butter to my jelly. His smile makes me melt and six years later, his kisses still give me goosebumps. 
Happy anniversary, lovey. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. 

Author: Keira Lennox

I'm a small town lady from the sunshine state with an affinity for bookstores, beauty counters and unfussy style. I spend my days running my flower shop, and my nights blogging about what I love and what I wear. (Or watching Netflix and drinking wine.)

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