Yesterday, I had the pleasure of going to a family brunch. Extended family brunch. Yeah. Despite of my sarcastic ‘yeah’, it was actually pretty great. I got to sit next to my adorable grandmother, one of my favourite cousins was there, and, most importantly, the food was great and plentiful. Another upside: most of my beautiful model-cousins have boyfriends, but no plus ones were able to attend. I really like the boys, I just figured their absence would mean the boyfriend-conversations wouldn’t have to take place. After all, we’re all gorgeous, talented, and very loving girls – the distant relatives don’t see me often enough to know I’m actually terrible – so why would it be unthinkable that I had a boyfriend just like…