Sarah: A Picture Not Posted Is A Picture Wasted.

So, there's this picture of Armando that he sent to me when we were first getting to know each other. I never especially liked it until recently. It seemed over-posed, and he seemed sort of cocky and self-important. Then I noticed something about the picture that made me fall in love with it. Let me explain.

Remember that tv show Ghostwriter? With the group of kids that solved mysteries with the help of a bouncing dot that only they could see? And it would rearrange the letters in their carefully written notebook, or on a sign or magazine? And the kids were all different races, but were all smart and friends, and they dressed in their awesomely 90's-tastic clothes? With the vests, and the tights with shorts, and the Blossom hats, and the overalls? And remember how it was so awesome, and you got all excited about the mystery, and you sort of had your first crush on that one boy, and you totally had the pen on the lanyard necklace, just in case you had to solve a crime? And how you would stare at your notebook when you were trying to figure something out, hoping that Ghostwriter would rearrange the letters and give you a clue? And you worried that maybe Ghostwriter hadn't helped you because he didn't have the right letters to work with? No? That was just me?

Well, realizing that Armando was wearing overalls and an open button-up shirt while sitting on the stoop of an apartment building in New York made me imagine that he was on Team Ghostwriter. And that is what made me love this picture.