I've figured out one thing about my best friend. She's crazy. In. Love.
Accent on the crazy part.
I knew she was crazy but it was confirmed today when my phone rang as I sipped my morning tea and she said, "I love his morning breath."
"What in the hell?"
"This morning when we woke up, he just leaned in and kissed me."
"Gross and germ infested."
"I know," says my hypochondriac friend who doesn't shake hands. "But it was organic and natural. I loved it."
"Well, I just lost my appetite. Can you please stop being so crazy in love, Beyonce Jr."
She then launches into a 15 minute story of how she never felt this way before. But I was still stuck on kissing with morning breath. I've been in love before--although it seems like a lifetime ago--and I have never kissed with morning breath. Especially if the previous night included, alcohol, onions, cigarettes or meat, because the morning breath is truly horrible.
Do you kiss before brushing or rinsing? And if you do--does it mean you really love the person you're kissing or are you holding your nose?
I think morning breath is crunchy and that is not a good thing.