Love is something that will always be in fashion. Though exactly what kind of love is quite debatable.
Is love getting flowers (on Valentine's Day of course) from a British bloke who apparently listens when you jokingly list your favorite flowers? Is it dancing with a cute guy at a school dance who you surprisingly have a lot in common with? Or is it spontaneously getting asked out at the grocery store?
I will plead the fifth and save you from more examples of my awkward "love life", but as of January, I am convinced that puppy love (literally) is the way to go.
It was love at first sight when Portia, my almost 4 month old Maltese puppy, and I first met in late January. Only being 2 pounds, I frequently get asked if Portia is a cat or a guinea pig. But doesn't that beat being asked for your number in the produce aisle?
A random phone number on the back of a napkin only sits on your already cluttered desk gathering dust, but who knew that a puppy can double as an alarm clock, oven timer, and floor cleaner?
Here are a couple pictures of Portia looking incredibly cute:
Seriously, it's a crime to be as cute as she is!