thirty-six balloons

no, really. i don't let go of things easily.

three years ago i right-click-saved this photo, and (considering all the archery, swash-buckling, and feathered hats of yore) there was a fair amount of hand flapping over this newly straightened short hair, not to mention the button down and trousers. ( hello, sir )

and while i'm here, some other orlando related things. i saw this photo on tumblr a few times - at first assuming it wasn't real, but i'm starting to think otherwise, in which case... WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN, WHAT DOES IT SAY, AND WHY DIDN'T I KNOW ABOUT IT. i feel foolishly sad for not knowing about it. ( what what )

and secondly, i know we all hate paparazzi photos, but omg. i'm sorry, i can't help this. ( baby bloom )