Here’s the thing with long distance relationships: communication is key. I’m not even going to pretend to be an expert at it, but I do know that. Communication, in all forms, is key.
I’m very happy that Le Beau is as committed to it as I am. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t plan my days and nights around the times he’ll call. He is, however, diligent in following our designated date “night”, usually Sunday morning here, Saturday evening there. It makes me look forward to some quiet time with him and date nights never fail to complete my week.
And even though Philippine Internet service providers are absolutely crappy because of unreliable service availability (yes, I do hold a grudge, especially when I pay almost Php 2,000 a month for on and off service), he has mastered the art of taking manly selfies.
This is not to say that there are unmanly selfies. It’s just that vain is something you won’t describe him to be, but because he knows I love seeing him in his different environments, he indulges me so.
There’s the work selfie
The post workout selfie
And the occasional cutesy.
I love it when he dresses up. His job very rarely requires him to do that. If he were here, I would so shop for his clothes. Not that I hate his choices. I just know he cleans up nicely and well, I would love to clean him up too.
I love his button down shirts. I think he’s still getting used to the word polo. What I like is that he knows what color palette he looks good in: blues, grays and blacks. Oh this man is so meant to dress up with me! Hahaha. I found different styles of men’s polo shirts over at Zalora, and well… come on. My man cleans up well. And I can’t help but imagine him in them.
And the manly selfies keep coming to me. He does however need to clean out his mirror.
I know this is a cheesy post and all, but allow me to gush please? He looks good in these selfies after all. <3