I know you don't read the blog very often. I don't know if you'll read this. But here goes.
Last night you made a funny face when K was browsing east side bride on his iphone and cooing about the cute grooms.
It's true I have gained a reputation for groom style (ie. I obsessively post photos of men on my blog). But I want you to know that while I'm scouring the internet for said photos, deep down I'm hunting for ones that remind me of you.
The mustache thing is obvious. But then there's my fondness for men with long 70's hair, my admiration of men who can rock a good fedora, and perhaps above all else, my adoration for a man with a sense of humor. (Wit, after all, is the most important component of style.)
I will never stop looking at men. But now I appreciate in them what I love in you.
You've got the forever, all-time, groom-style-of-my-heart award. Just so you know.