So there's been a lot of celebrating & I'm letting you peek behind the curtain. You can then make an informed decision about whether or not you still want to be friends with me. (It's okay. No hard feelings if you want to back away slowly. We know we're weird.)
I'm by no means much of a partier, but this summer found me roadtripping to Sin City twice in less than a month. Once was for my cousin's birthday, which was much fun and good prep for the second trip.
|Photobombing our own photos after partying.|
The second, most recent Vegas trip, was for my birthday and my bestie's sorta last hurrah girls' night out before she ties the knot next year.
Much ridiculousness ensued - most of it without the help (or hindrance?) of drinks.
|We didn't even plan this pose. Just happened.|
This is the result of years of friendship.
And we danced. A lot. In The Library no less.
Like Ridiculousness incarnate. There's thankfully no video, but it probably looked a lot like this:
And while we didn't get nekkid (like some certain Royals) or party with the Olympian whose catchphrase we borrowed (JEAH!) for the theme of our weekend (though he was in Vegas as well), we did in fact party with an Olympian.
|This is Tim. He played Table Tennis for Team USA!|
We sang late 90s to early 2000s pop songs all the way TO Las Vegas and all the way back. Ah Backstreet Boys, you're an endless source of entertainment. Good times.
|We are the (un)sexiest people I know.|
As we say for writing first drafts, don't be afraid to suck (this coming from a girl who can't dance, trust). You'll have so much more fun. :)
Happy Friday and weekend, friends! I'm going to go sleep for a million years now (so exhausted!).
|Source: http://jezzeru.tumblr.com/post/29790014380 / studio ghibli|
Q4U: What's the most ridiculous thing you've done in public?