My Dinner With Ashley

I finally met my soul blogger sister this past weekend. Ashley and I hit it off in the blogosphere easily as if we'd always known each other. I've been wanting to meet her in person for the longest time. And I couldn't have been more pleased by the outcome.Ashley jokes about her photos being trickery with photo shop and that's why her skin is so perfect and her eyes are so sultry. Well, it turns out that it's not true. In person it's the exact same. Perfection, I tell you. Her skin is like porcelain. Like a doll. I had to touch it to see if it was real. I touched her hair too. I'm so creepy. But to be fair, I asked permission first. (Um, yes even creepier, I see that...