So I threw a “Fuck Yeah Summer Bro Party” last weekend. It was pretty freaking sweet until it got busted. Thought I’d share some photos of all the bro-y-ness with y’all.
There’ll be a post about it up on my blog-blog (damn, I’m feeling the hyphens tonight), so if you want to check that out, click here.
Monday: FPN (family porn night)
Tuesday: Tipsy Tuesday
Wednesday: Weekly Luncheon
Friday: Fresh Friday (for Fresh Prince of Bel-Air)
Have you ever purposely taken every single step that lead you to where you are and when you got there freaked the fuck out?
Because that’s where I am right now. I actively pursued this and now I just want to rewind a bit. Or at least pause.
Can’t we just keep things sweet and happy forever?
I’m not ready for the part where we get comfortable. I want it always to be exciting butterflies.
But alas, I took these steps myself.