Office Supplies and True Love

So my boyfriend decided to be a PENCIL for Halloween.

Office Supplies and True Love

Not like, a cool pencil. Not a mechanical pencil with moving parts or anything remotely sophisticated. Just… a regular yellow No. 2 pencil. Complete with a pink eraser hat that he made out of foam in his office like it was the most normal thing in the world.

He’s a graphic designer, you guys. This is what happens when you give creative people too much time and access to craft supplies. He spent three hours on this costume. THREE HOURS. On a pencil costume. I asked him why not something cool like a vampire or a zombie, and he goes ‘But Elena, this is functional design. I’m representing the tools of creativity.’ I can’t even.

Meanwhile I went as a black cat because I look cute in all black and cat ears are universally flattering. We went to Derek and Jen’s party and everyone kept asking Marcus to ‘write something.’ He thought this was hilarious. I died a little inside each time. But you know what? Seeing him so genuinely excited about his ridiculous pencil costume made my heart do that stupid fluttery thing it does. This is what love looks like, apparently. Dating someone who dresses as office supplies and being totally okay with it.