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.
I'm kinda in love with those hot white-and-black shoes. Even though there is no way I would be able to walk in them. Still. They're hot.
ReplyDeletethose ones belong to bethany (the litle blonde one). :)
ReplyDeleteGorg photos.
ReplyDeleteI love a good rooftop bar. : ) And that's a good attitude to have towards your future with that dress! Hmm, that sentence made no sense. But I'm jet lagged.
ReplyDeleteI am obsessed with your dress. Where did you get it? I want one.
ReplyDeleteAnd I need to see it in person. AND we need to do another dressed up night out and photo shoot, because that was fun. Maybe not so formal though.
Also. Bethany's shoes are fabulous.
And I miss you.
Those white and black shoes are amazing!
ReplyDeleteAnd I actually quite like the blurry photo of San Diego.
the dresses, those shoes! what an awesome nite, girls!
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