To many, Kenny Flake is the name. To me, Kennykins or Kinster. Kinster gave me a call 2 weeks ago wanting to meet up. It’s about time since we haven’t seen each other in months!
Kennykins and I met up Friday night and off we went chilling at Taverna. The fashionable Kinster was fabulous as ever, wearing a gray vest adorned by a striking black flower over a crisp white tee.
We both reminisced our frequent RCBC lunches some years ago. He pointed out that we’ve been friends for more than 5 years. I didn’t realize that it’s already been that long. How time flies.
Kenny’s making me promise to go to CREAM. I’m trying to get out of it.
Conditions: only if I can get in for free again and if I lose 10 lbs before Oct. 30.
First one is doable. Second one, questionable.
Besides, I am so “unlike” Kinster who can whip up gaudy, intriguing and glitzy costumes for a Halloween ball.
Taverna was literally packed to the roof that Friday night. Guess I’m not the only one who loves the ambience.
My tummy was acting so weird that after some quality time bonding over our Mojitos, we called it a night.
Just before leaving, sweet Kenny bestowed me the eye-catching black flower pin I kept ogling at that evening.
Kennykins + Janey = Fashion x Fluxxe x Strange Love.
Love is love.
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