Sorting through my boyfriend's mail the other day while he fixed a few things around the apartment, I found the July issue of GQ magazine. Now, I like myself a good magazine every now and again, and it looked pleasing and and interesting insight into the life of men's mags, so I found myself a comfy place on the couch and started reading.
Okay, truth be told, I didn't read. I looked. I tried to get my boyfriend to take the one quiz in the entire magazine (a serious cut from the number of magazines in women's magazines) and he thought I was ridiculous. So, succumbing to my new fate of not being the quiz giver, I continued to flip through pages.
At the end of the magazine were photos, the new fashion pages that are found in every good magazine. I started looking through them and by page three I stopped and noticed the white houses. I thought, "I know those!! I was just there!" And surely, when I hurried back to the intro spread it noted that all the photos were taken in Santorini, a famous island in Greece. AWESOME! I suddenly felt very worldly and that made me giddy, which made my boyfriend roll his eyes when I pointed happily to the magazine photo and said "Hey! I was there! Look!"
Still, if you've been to Greece, you'd appreciate it. Suddenly Greece is just popping up everywhere! It's kind of like when you really want a Louis Vuitton purse and you suddenly start seeing them everywhere you look. It's like that, but slightly more worldly.
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