ICB = Ice Cream Boy.
I dunno where this is going. But he made it past 3 dates, and he joined me in Paris for a week, so that is deserving of an honorable mention.
- Vanity, dentists and drugs – part 2
- When it’s too cold for ice cream
- When ice cream finally happens
- Best start ever to a work trip
- A Parisian pickle, ice cream melt and fatigue
- All of the colors in Paris
- 3 words that produced an emotional hangover
- Little adorable Hulk
- That time my dating life was an Instagram meme
- Revisiting the Instagram meme through the BPD filter
- Why not talk about the Instagram meme a 3rd time?
- Hulkette needs a hug
- Hulkette has been retired
- BPD series: The ability to see colors
- The gift of being enough