One day I will look back at my yester-years and say, "Those were the days I could fit into that dress!" And so, I create posts like this, to remember my silly twenties.
The title? We went to a fancy little bar that sits on top of a hotel.
Churro kept hopping on my lap while I was waiting for Lainey to finish getting ready. So eventually I gave in and let him stay there. I knew a picture was in order.
The bar is about 20 or so stories up. I'm a little afraid of heights so I didn't look over the edge (too much). Below, a blurry pic of San Diego for your enjoyment.
This is a scarier scene in person. Yet, I couldn't resist looking over the edge to scare myself. I'm weird.
I stole Bethany's ring and had to snap a picture to show it's awesomeness. I want one! It's like a sparkly brass knuckle or something.
