15 years ago, I met Apollo in an after-hours nightclub at the Mandalay Bay, I was in Vegas for a bachelorette party and Apollo was making a video on "how to establish rapport" - what had all the signs of a weekend fling turned into a deeply intense whirlwind love affair accompanied with 14-hour phone conversations (these were pre-headset days). I worked at a women's organization against sexual and domestic violence and Apollo just finished lecture tours teaching magic. I had not even a tiny idea of his world and him of mine. We seemed to have little in common, lived in 2 different cities, and were heading in divergent paths.
Those who know us know our lives have intertwined in such a way that most married people deem crazy. We run a business together, live together, raise a curious and feisty toddler girl together, and yeah, we are lovers. So I take today to brag a wee bit that we are also, crazy best friends. It's not always ice cream and mangos and there are days where my lungs buckle under the pressure of all our joined emotional investment, but they are outnumbered by the days where his tenderness and brilliance surprise and cradle me and I float on my back like a person who's just started dating this handsome, charming guy.
Happy 8 years of marriage, Apollo. Only 2 more years till our vow renewal ceremony where I get to steal from you in front of everyone we love!
Flamingos in Los Angeles, did I see this on a wallpaper somewhere? #losangelesalongtheway
This was taken at Disneyworld, no joke, it is possible to find serenity at certain pockets in Animal Kingdom, that’s why it’s my favorite Disney park, PC @loupineapple
Apres swim #mayaalongtheway #vegasbaby
Open all your windows today and let the light in #travelerinpalmsprings